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The He Angel
The angel is in living He** again today
He is strong
Though he does not belong here
Depressed and on his own, he is forced to find a home in another heart
She is selfish, she is mean, and she tears this fragile life apart
Shattered, he comes to another one
Just like the other one
Holding on by dear life, he takes a strife,
She holds him tight
And as he struggles,
And she flees,
He is down on his knees
He says, "Won't you help me, you kind friend, let me get on feet again?"
I say, "Oh boy just look up to the sky. Get up off your feet and try. No need to ask why."
Worn and weak, he seeks me
And the comfort I bring
We talk about our lives
And the troubles we always seem to find
Drunk on happiness we laugh,
We smile, we sing about beautiful things
The angel gets up to say that he's leaving for the day
And I let him go
Not soon enough, he's back
His heart is cracked yet again
He tries to pretend for me
Then he says, "Won't you help me you kind friend, let me get on my feet again?"
And I say, "Oh boy just look up to the sky. Get up off your feet and try. No need to ask why."
"What are you telling me to do, I thought before that I knew, now I don't think I do, know what to do."
"Oh you tortured young thing, you're wise, look to the sky, and you'll know why. They can knock you off your feet. You can cry or you can see. They can knock you to the ground, they can try to keep you down, but you still believe."
"All I'm asking is why, is the answer in the sky?"
I said, "You can fly. Just try."
I waved goodbye to the angel as he flew flew away
Knowing that, someday he'll reach his final destiny
And his destiny, oh it's heavenly.