Fall little angel. You have lost your wings.
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Trade in your halo
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For a soft show.
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Down little angel. Who has cut your strings?
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Fear the light of the sun.
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Didn¡¯t they warn you?
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Chorus:
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What held me, now floats above.
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Fall from grace ? no longer loved.
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My lover,
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your branches too.
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We¡¯ve so much in common, me and the leaves.
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How can a dancer dance if you don¡¯t sing?
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Trade in all that was sunshine for a shady view.
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I never knew silence could be so deafening.
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All that used to surround
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twinkles above you.
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Chorus X2
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Me and the Leaves
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| David Ryan Harris |
