An Angel falls, so fragile and exposed
Soon lies crushed and
I feel vindicated
Looking back on what I've done
Not so complicated
When
We've sown the seeds now
Don't know where they may fall
Just
Some bitter puppeteer tore away my right to choose
Dealt me
So here I am
Sitting on a pile of stones
Waiting for
Just a simple thought, cast into the light
Leads to such
I am the painted man
With a frown on my face
And
Blue fire, spreading across
From my finger tips - a powerful
Knowing what I know
I'm never free to come and go
But
There's a spectre at the feast
Feeding on my soul and
Oh my brother, kneel with me
And share this dream of
A wave that rushes headlong through the darkness
An eternal flood
Pouring fuel across the fire
Let the flesh evaporate
I can hear
