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Flying angels too enlightened to see
What will change forever
what will keep my door locked
you turn the handle
but you can’t find me here
not this time
flying angels too enlightened to see
broken bottles on my doorstep
this time it’s not the same
this time it’s rearranged
out of view and out of sight
flying angels too enlightened to see
broken bottles on my doorstep
straight from the moon to your front door
inside, outside of heaven
I can’t see them cause I’m glued to the floor
I can’t see them but I’m needing them more
flying angels too enlightened to see
broken bottles on my doorstep
I turn the key
but I cannot see what’s been given to me
flying angels too enlightened to see
broken bottles on my doorstep
too much not going on
to enjoy any single thing
and nothing seemed to change
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