FALLING ANGELS (2007)


(v1)

I was awakened by her breath, I felt the beating of her wings
Her passion filled the night
Her halo cancelled out the dark, her fingers seared into my chest
And I came into the light

(v2)

I panted, watching from the bed, she picked her robe up off the floor
And lit a cigarette
She said the sweetness and the light, well it can wear a little thin
You find you’re craving heat and sweat

(rise)
And when we reawaken
Will we still be forsaken

(chorus)

When angels fall
They’re not the ones who pay the cost
What will we do
When paradise is lost?

(v3)

With a whiskey-scented kiss, she laughed and bid farewell
Joined the others in the street
From our windows we could see, floating southward to the bridge
Our protectors in retreat

(rise)
And when we reawaken
Will we still be forsaken

(chorus)

When angels fall
They’re not the ones who pay the cost
What will we do
When paradise is lost?

(bridge)

Soldiers take lives and lose their minds
Watching their consciences go blind
Thousands of hungry refugees
Preyed on by raptors of disease
We are deserted in our skins
Unprotected from our sins
Where are the guardians?
Where have they gone?

(chorus)

When angels fall
They’re not the ones who pay the cost
What will we do
When paradise is lost?

This one broke my heart. I wrote this to an existing music track, and I thought it really captured the mood. But the composer went with a different lyric offered, so this one became an orphan.

I’m really happy with the whole notion. All the guardian angels decide to say "Screw it," and abandon their posts. The singer’s angel comes down, parties with him, and goes away.

The bridge is problematic -- I was referencing the four horseman of the apocalypse....

The opening images of the song -- the angel having sex with the singer -- were inspired by a verse in SPRING AWAKENING on a similar theme.

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