She sits and waits
Does an angel contemplate her fate
And do they know
The places where they go
'Cos she's been told
That salvation lets their wings unfold
Wherever it may take her
She knows that life won't break her
When she comes to call Angel won't forsake her
In restless dreams she walked alone narrow
streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
She turned her collar to the cold and damp
When her eyes were stabbed by the flash
of a neon light
and touched
streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
She turned her collar to the cold and damp
When her eyes were stabbed by the flash
of a neon light
and touched
-THE SOUND OF SILENT NIGHT-
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