Practicing Angel - song

 

I thought I saw you once

When you were still quite young

Surveying great beauty

Like a rain shower in the sun

 

And I can still hear them nearby

Those sharp voices of our youth

Shouting with pleasure in the fields

While looking at the sky

 

I had my penny wings on

It all becomes so clear

I could actually fly with them

And you would come so near

But I'm not a practicing angel

And you heard other sounds 

You flew up to the heavens

While I stayed near the ground

 

And we will tell our stories

Of water and of youth

And scatter the remains of the past

Before memories of the truth

 

But it's the smallest candle flame

That lives within the soul

That will help you see me

When my life is whole

 

So, live a little again with me

Won't you live a little again

Like when we were together

Too young to need to remember

 

You lifted up your shirt

And fed me from your heart 

And I was dumb enough

To turn and to depart

 

I had my penny wings on

It all becomes so clear

I could actually fly with them

And you would come so near

But I'm not a practicing angel

And you heard other sounds 

You flew up to the heavens

While I stayed near the ground

 

A piece of hair to you

Was like a snake to me

And I picked another apple

From the apple tree

 

We did look good together

Though you saw more than me

And snakes were like mean worms

Just hanging from that tree

 

I had my penny wings on

It all becomes so clear

I could actually fly with them

And you would come so near

But I'm not a practicing angel

And you heard other sounds 

You flew up to the heavens

While I stayed near the ground