thought I heard an angel sing,
I know it's not imagining,
Beyond a rainbow, arching wide,
I heard an angel at my side.
The angel's song was sweet and clear,
And meant for meno need to fear
It told of love beyond compare,
And high adventure, if I dare.
The song went shining through my head
A moment there I thought me dead
Then came out on another plane,
Without my head, without my brain.
"The heart rules here," the angel said,
"No need for thoughts of wine and bread,
Just let me take you by the hand
and show you the enchanted land."
I heard an angel sing, that day,
No need to rationalize the play
I saw the land where I belong,
And now I sing that angels's song.
A Search for Meaning From the Surface
of a Small Planet
HEAR THE ECHO
THE EDGE OF FOREVER
WHEN ANGELS CRY
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