The Good Life

Saturday, August 27, 2005

A Song For Angie




Oh Angie, Oh Angie, when will those dark clouds disappear?
Sometimes they do, but sometimes, never
I already knew, but then I had to ask

Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here?
The future is unclear. Or is it?
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
Sometimes some things just don't mean a thing anymore.
You can't say we're satisfied
But are we ever?
But Angie, Angie, you can't say we never tried.
You cannot say. Time keeps faithful records.

Angie, you're beautiful, but ain't it time we said goodbye?
You are beautiful, too beautiful.
Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried?
How could I leave after a night like this?
All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke
We used to plan every night for our utopia
Let me whisper in your ear
Like I used to do
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here?
I don't think you know but I still ask
Oh, Angie, don't you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet
I remember every single one..
I hate that sadness in your eyes
It is a mirror, those eyes
But Angie, Angie, ain't it time we said good-bye?
Because some things never last. Do they still have value?

With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
The past is so beautiful, can we go back there again?
But Angie, I still love you, Baby
The heroic cry of manly
Everywhere I look I see your eyes
Suddenly I see you in every woman I pass. That gait, that walk, that colour. But
There ain't a woman that comes close to you
Come on baby, dry your eyes
It is time for us to seem strong.

But Angie, Angie, ain't it good to be alive?
I lie, but it is necessary.
Angie, Angie, they can't say we never tried
Aye, indeed we tried. We go out in a blaze of glory! Scribe time, serve us well!
Into ahead we go!




His voice was heart-wrenching and I knew that behind the veneer of artistry he hid the deepest of wounds.



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