Has there ever been an angel
Has there ever been a soul
Will there ever be an angel
Will there ever be a soul
I walk on the beach – by the water, alone.
And over my sholder – I’m holding a rope.
I make tracks in the sand – I am muscle and skin.
I’m dragging behind me – the devils hard grin.
Sometimes I heard but a hush – and was told
to actually go with the best tricks I’ve stoled.
I wanted to make that forgiving mistake –
be granted forsakeness for being awake.
Could angels be
Could souls be free