We sit, we laugh and cry and drawing closer
We think of Heaven
Of what it would be like to return back to peace
We understand nothing but contemplate all
And try to stretch farther on a wide eye lease
We spring into madness sometimes dark depression
Feeling the desperation of deepest blue
Yet we see in our sadness that greives is a Shepard
And that with your heart’s wide open
Heaven belongs to you

And angels fly because
They take themselves lightly

Holding hands we radiate a silent sound
Transfixed beneath the eyes of morning glory
Like two seeds waiting to behold the majesty of the sun
While making love on a warm back of Venus
Orpheus descends on a white velvet dome
And wraps us in Muslim for the long journey home
Angelic apperations of elite crystalite
Whispers that all beauty glorifies love
Illumination like a mighty quiet comes upon us feeling down
And among other things we see that compassion is the silent sound

And angels fly because
They take themselves lightly

Radicals opinions falter
Thrusting forward new life shadows
Daisy chairs surrounds a dark room blocking out the sun
Purple pinpoint paradise arrives at Star Station
Boomerangs benigning with bullet it filters through the fun
Yet flapping wings belongs to God heads
Greece in seeking men
Sea above the sandy shores salutes the chanting hum
Dizzy dancers moving send to ecstasy flow continues
High accented moves like a table throws a crumb
I played my zillion drum
And I dig where it’s all coming from

And angels fly because
They take themselves lightly