From the recording Late for May

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Even Angels Get The Blues

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An angel at the window, a lover sleep-talking, grief moving through the room like weather

Lyrics

As I lay sleeping
The rain came falling down
I heard scratching at the window
Haunting and profound
I saw a shadow of a figure
Hardly bigger than a child
Let me in let me in
Said the scratching once again

And then the face of sorrow
From a well deep inside
Spreading an infection
Spilling saline from her eyes
I tried to think of every single book
I ever knew
To find the words to say to her

Even angels get the blues
Even angels get the blues

I stared speechless
Unable to suspend
Disbelief in angels crying on my bed
Stranger still were whispers
From my lover in a sprawl
Sleep-talking in a language
That made no sense at all

And then she reached out for my hand
Led me through the bedroom door
Replaying adolescence
That I struggle to recall
She cried as I remembered
the father who withdrew
That day I found the words to say to him

Even angels get the blues
Even angels get the blues

Awake in the morning
Wondering and confused
Dusting off my bedclothes
I went searching for the news
Put an unread note
From my lover in my pocket
That I found nestled in my shoes

As I waited for caffeine
A breaking story in the press
Climate patterns changing
Storms approaching from the west
A claim no rain had fallen
For six months left me bemused
As I read the words upon the note she wrote

Even angels get the blues
Even angels get the blues