Carefully Irrational
My angel wears no halo
Resembling, more closely, a crown of thorns
Stabbing deeper every day
She cries out to me
But I’m too busy
Fighting off the ones
Pounding in the nails
Where do I begin
To make you understand?
It’s not the broken road behind you
It’s the fact that you’re still pressing on
My angel wears no halo
Doesn’t need light to shine
Flash forward through the years
Empty, save our hands clamped together
Standing ever vigilant
Guarding each other
In the stead of absent angels
Just as, for each other
We provide our own personal Heaven
Where do I begin
To make you understand?
It’s not the broken road behind you
It’s the fact that you’re still pressing on
My angel wears no cross around her neck
Too busy with the one on her back
She cries out to me
“Don’t give up on me
You’re the only one who can mend the world around me”
As the tears stream down my face
I relinquish her from the burden
Let me carry it a while
Just take my hand
Just take my hand
Where do I begin
To make you understand?
It’s not the broken road behind you
It’s the fact that you’re still pressing on
My angel wears no halo
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