An angelface smiles to me. Under a headline of tragedy. That smile used to give me warmth. Farewell - no words to say. Beside the cross on your grave. And those forever burning candles. Needed elsewhere. To remind us of the shortness of our time. Tears laid for them. Tears of love tears of fear. Bury my dreams dig up my sorrows. Oh Lord why. The angels fall first?. Not relieved by thoughts of Shangri-La. Nor enlightened by the lessons of Christ. I'll never understand the meaning of the right. Ignorance lead me into the light. Needed elsewhere.... Sing me a song. Of your beauty. Of your kingdom. Let the melodies of your harps. Caress those whom we still need. Yesterday we shook hands. My friend. Today a moonbeam lightens my path. My guardian