(Kendall, Niven)
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Fallen angel ripped and bruised
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Think on better days
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Life is rude, treats you bad
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Tears your wings away
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Raise your eyes to star and sky
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Believe in fly aways
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Take your dreams, your broken schemes
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And sweep the past away
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Fly lonely angel
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High above these streets of fire
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Fly lonely angel
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Far away from mad desire
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Hollywood ain't paved with gold
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It's just a trick of light
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Sunset falls on stars of old
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And blinds you with its light
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A spiders web of tangled lives
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Lays stretched across the hills
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From distances it's glistening
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Like El Dorado's halls
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Fly lonely angel
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High above these streets of fire
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Fly lonely angel
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Leave behind the mad desire
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The dream was light
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And fragrant nights
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But how were you to know
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The streets are hard
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They're mean and scarred
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Where only fools find gold
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Fly lonely angel
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High above these streets of fire
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Fly lonely angel
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Leave behind the mad desire
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Fly lonely angel
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Spread your wings another way
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Fly lonely angel
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Find a better way
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A better day
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The Angel Song
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| Great White |
