If only my angel so vague
Could get a word in edgewise
But finally she calms me down
We sit together in the open sun
While she reads from a book
Where it's all been written down
And down go my defenses
As her voice rises and falls
I barely remember a word she speaks
But the rhythm carries me on
Till we come to the heart of the story
And for a moment she can't go on
And puts the book down
She still can't quite believe it
That he would decide to be born
In the most forgotten town on earth
And leave us in heaven to mourn
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