EPITAPH - Written by Carroll Bryant
Angels don’t fly much anymore
Children will cry about it, sure
I’m not wasting time on the things I left behind
I’m not going to mind
If heaven denies me
The angels can’t find me
My eyes are blinded
Lovers don’t talk much as it is
Hearts that live outside the bliss
I’m not holding hands with empty friends
I’m not going to end
If romance is dying
Two lovers are fighting
My soul is guided
Angels aren’t flying
Children are crying
Romance is dying
Lovers are fighting
I’m not sinking stones on the things I left alone
I’m not leaving home
Because everything is changing
The answers are questions
My heart is pounding
Everything is changing
I can’t find the questions
My heart is pounding
Angels don’t fly much anymore
Children will cry about it, sure
I’m not wasting time on the things I left behind
I’m not going to mind
If heaven denies me
The angels can’t find me
My eyes are blinded
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