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Anand Bhatt lyrics : "The Angel Song"

Fallen angel ripped and bruised
Think on better days
Life is rude, treats you bad

Tears your wings away
Raise your eyes to star and sky
Believe in fly aways

Take your dreams, your broken schemes
And sweep the past away


Fly lonely angel
High above these streets of fire
Fly lonely angel

Far away from mad desire

Hollywood ain't paved with gold

It's just a trick of light
Sunset falls on stars of old
And blinds you with its light

A spiders web of tangled lives
Lays stretched across the hills
From distances it's glistening

Like El Dorado's halls
Fly lonely angel
High above these streets of fire

Fly lonely angel
Leave behind the mad desire


The dream was light
And fragrant nights
But how were you to know

The streets are hard
They're mean and scarred
Where only fools find gold


Fly lonely angel
High above these streets of fire

Fly lonely angel
Leave behind the mad desire


Fly lonely angel
Spread your wings another way
Fly lonely angel

Find a better way, A better day

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