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Angel tears
Sitting home all alone
With my mind all blank
Waiting for the open door
To shut itself
Speaking words that I have heard
From outer space
Finding time to be kind
To my cosmic mate
Angel tears can't erase the years
That I did waste
I gotta bide my time till I find my prime
Has been erased
Then I'll fill my cup with empty luck
In a forgotten place
And I'll hope to cope with my lost soul
Sinking in the lake
Only days ago when times were old
And filled with grace
I chased my dreams into the seam
Of an endless space
But now I've grown into a home
Of saddened thoughts
All hope has gone into the throne
For which I have sought
With my mind all blank
Waiting for the open door
To shut itself
Speaking words that I have heard
From outer space
Finding time to be kind
To my cosmic mate
Angel tears can't erase the years
That I did waste
I gotta bide my time till I find my prime
Has been erased
Then I'll fill my cup with empty luck
In a forgotten place
And I'll hope to cope with my lost soul
Sinking in the lake
Only days ago when times were old
And filled with grace
I chased my dreams into the seam
Of an endless space
But now I've grown into a home
Of saddened thoughts
All hope has gone into the throne
For which I have sought
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