Angelica

© Yoshitaka Amano

Eyes shut tight, pulsing light surrounds her
Fall to the song lovers sing soft
Angelica, Angelica
Where are your wings?
Seven Guardians stand back watching
Listen to the whispers that wake her
Angelica
Where are your wings?
I hear her calling
I watch her falling
Angelica, Angelica...
Drop from the Divine Asylum
Sink through the skies of Paradise
We hear you calling
Still you are falling
Angelica
Where are your wings?

© Clara Conning