1985 Kathy Mar
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You and I see derelicts and winos passing by
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But he sees vapor angels, and it makes him want to cry
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And he's learned to find forgetfulness inside an empty glass
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And his worst fears come to pass.
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Waiting for the mushroom clouds to take us all away
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We will fly as vapor angels on that bright atomic day
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So he wallows in his hopelessness and listens for the sound
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Of bombers leaving the ground.
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Come on vapor angel, take my hand and fly
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From the bottom of your midnight to the rainbows in my sky
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All you vapor angels in hopeless harmony
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Learn to sing a solo line and let your songs run free.
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Once when I was feeling lost I saw up in the sky
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A band of vapor angels with a tear in every eye
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They hovered in their sorrow, then they left without a trace
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And each one wore your face.
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Every time I sing the blues, often when I'm high
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I pray to vapor angels and I wait for their reply.
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And I hate the roads that took you off to somewhere warm and blue
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And I know I'll miss you, too.
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Come on vapor angel, take my hand and fly
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From the bottom of your midnight to the rainbows in my sky
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All you vapor angels in hopeless harmony
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Learn to sing a solo line and let your songs run free.
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Vapor Angels
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| Kathy Mar |
