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Strange Angel
home
I am home again
in the foaming ebb
of waves at your feet
—
funny [how]
[how] her feet don’t touch the ground
been out of the churches for so long
yet because of she
I am closer to thee
—
shown
I am shown again
to be alone again
I’d fade obsolete
—
funny [how]
[how] her feet don’t touch the ground
been out of the churches for so long
yet because of she
I am closer to thee
—
since I’ve been loving you
the sky’s opened up
no higher flight
without you I’ve known
—
funny [how]
[how] her feet don’t touch the ground
been out of the churches for so long
yet because of she
I am closer to thee
I am home again
in the foaming ebb
of waves at your feet
—
funny [how]
[how] her feet don’t touch the ground
been out of the churches for so long
yet because of she
I am closer to thee
—
shown
I am shown again
to be alone again
I’d fade obsolete
—
funny [how]
[how] her feet don’t touch the ground
been out of the churches for so long
yet because of she
I am closer to thee
—
since I’ve been loving you
the sky’s opened up
no higher flight
without you I’ve known
—
funny [how]
[how] her feet don’t touch the ground
been out of the churches for so long
yet because of she
I am closer to thee
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