Love is sweeter than honey   Honey is sweeter than wine   Wine is sweeter than tangerines   Tangerines are blind      I know the skies above   I know that's where the angels meet   I know the earth between my feet   To spread uneartly love   Today I walked among them   I could not get enough   One takes the staircase   They did not even see me      One holds the wheel   As they did their angel stuff   Not hand to picture   One ties the cotton   To the tire maker's heel   What I'm thinking of      Many many other kinds of love   Rain swells the river   A lotta turns make rain   Wheels start a-turnin'      And the river floods the plain   I know the skies above   I know the earth between my feet   That's where the angels meet   Six or seven others   To spread unearthly love   They begin to multiply   Spilled out on the floor   There are hundreds more