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Dadai.2
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Registered: 09/09/08
Posts: 1750
Location: Frisco, Texas 😎 USA
 
Some of us were lost angels
Wednesday, May 17 2017 @ 09:55 PM CDT

and still are...

"Lost Angels"

by
Craig Bakay
Richard Schletty
Bill Furner
Jack Miller



Lost Angels
Words & Music by snowdragon

We must let die, what, must die away,
So what must be born, can have its day.
The loudest voices, make up the rules,
And the decisions, left to the fools . . .

And we all look blindly away.

Chorus:
I am the lost angel, born without a cause.
Never known acceptance and a stranger to applause.
I've followed different drummers to the doorstep of the truth,
Trying to recapture the lost innocence of youth.

Succumb to reason, suppress the curse.
Offbeat religion, just makes it worse.
If there's a party, don't let me know.
Can't think of why, I, would want to go . . .

I have all the abuse that I need.

Chorus:

What you call justice, I call revenge.
There's no provision, to make amends.
We don't believe it; it seems they do.
And human beings, need a review . . .

And I think, I'd, like to abstain . . .
This dog does not want his day . . .

Chorus in plural:
We are the Lost Angels, etc.

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Calchas
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Registered: 03/20/09
Posts: 1285
Location: Salem, Oregon USA
 
Re:Some of us were lost angels
Friday, May 19 2017 @ 09:52 AM CDT

Quote by: Dadai.2
and still are...

"Lost Angels"

by
Craig Bakay
Richard Schletty
Bill Furner
Jack Miller



Lost Angels
Words & Music by snowdragon

We must let die, what, must die away,
So what must be born, can have its day.
The loudest voices, make up the rules,
And the decisions, left to the fools . . .

And we all look blindly away.

Chorus:
I am the lost angel, born without a cause.
Never known acceptance and a stranger to applause.
I've followed different drummers to the doorstep of the truth,
Trying to recapture the lost innocence of youth.

Succumb to reason, suppress the curse.
Offbeat religion, just makes it worse.
If there's a party, don't let me know.
Can't think of why, I, would want to go . . .

I have all the abuse that I need.

Chorus:

What you call justice, I call revenge.
There's no provision, to make amends.
We don't believe it; it seems they do.
And human beings, need a review . . .

And I think, I'd, like to abstain . . .
This dog does not want his day . . .

Chorus in plural:
We are the Lost Angels, etc.



Nice post Jack!