A Moment

The days, they drag like a half smoked cigarette,

The smoke is blinding, the people whining.

Let it be, my love, let it be,

As heaven falls from above,

Temporarily.

The angels came, the angels went,

Their silver golden wings they flew,

They soared on the shoulder of virtue,

And cried no tears.

Their hearts were opened,

They had no fears.

Oh angel of my life divine,

How you shine.

As I stay hidden from the desperate,

From the the abandoned.

My angel she resued,

And we gently landed.