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
