Fly Dark Angel

I'm a gypsy

I'm a stroller

I'm a sailor lost at sea

I've walked on a tightrope

I've fallen but survived

Trying always to be so kind

But losing out to peace of mind

I was left at the circus

When the big top was pulled down

Always trying to show the two faces of a clown

Humble pie crumbles in my mouth

Why my pride's left on the shelf

God, how we feel

With the wind, it's such a fright

Birds can sing the morning hymn

Days of grey, nights of black

Wishing wells and bells of hell

Fly dark angel fly

Fly away

So you want to be a hero?

Then over the top you go

A bullet frightened soldier

A deserted warrior

Everything's an opposite

Your joker is your one card trick

God, that's how we feel

With the wind it's such a fright

Birds can sing the morning hymn

Days of grey, nights of black

Wishing wells and bells of hell

Fly dark angel fly

Fly away

God that's how we feel

With the wind, it's such a fright

Birds can sing the morning hymn

Days of grey, nights of black

Wishing wells and bells of hell

Fly dark angel fly

Fly away

Birds can sing the morning hymn

Days of grey, nights of black

Wishing wells and bells of hell

Fly dark angel fly

Fly away

Birds can sing the morning hymn

Days of grey, nights of black

Wishing wells and bells of hell

Fly dark angel fly