| Slow giving, slow coming
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| Slow giving, slow coming
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| Joy giving, joy coming
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| Love giving, love coming
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| Angel, I’ve seen you in the rocket speed
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| I’ve seen you in the ground that feeds
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| My angel, with me you’ve crawled through the trenches
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| Forever scaling my defences
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| I need you now in my rebel mind
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| Please lock the door and hang a sign
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| My heart is open wide but the bleeding’s hard to stop
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| Explain to me what is and what is not
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| What is, what is, what is
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| Slow giving, slow coming, you’re my world apart
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| Slow giving, slow coming, what a fall, what a fall
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| Joy giving, joy coming
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| Love giving, love coming
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| Angel, until the beast in me forever burns
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| It’s hard to know which way to turn
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| On the guard rail of your twenty five years
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| I feel the piercing ember of every tear
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| On a desert plain, on my knees
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| Broken and ragged, saying please, baby, please, baby, please
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| Oh angel, I’ve lost so many times
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| Please, please show me a sign
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| On a pretty lip, on a broken grip
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| Don’t let me bring the roof down, let me build my spirit sound
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| I’m standing right back where I started
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| Please let me stay open hearted
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| Oh my angel, my sweet angel, angel |