Step over the edge too far

Open my hands that catch your wall

Nothing to hear but my very own cry

Far below the rocks and sky

My angel my angel

My angel my angel

Strange as she appears to be

Oldest friend invisibly

She brushes my hair with a physical hand

Lowers my body down to the land

My angel my angel

My angel my angel

Beneath the ledge in the morning mist

She kisses my eyelids and my wrists

Wake to the bleeding of the blade of thе sun

Returning to my oxygen

My angel my angel

My angel my angel

My angel my angel