AngelsCry

The angels cry as she slips away
far from what she might have been
The angels cried as she left that day
trying to find somewhere...somewhen

She doesn't know what she's searching for
she doesn't understand the dream
She doesn't know that what she's fighting for
is not what should have been

She's leaving behind the path they'd carved
the hopes the angels had held up
She's letting her heart grow cruel and hard
letting the kindness spill from the cup

They hope, they pray, they watch her soul
they guard the best they can
But the angels, they have little control
for she's still a part of man



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