I heard up there is a city of angels.
Can someone hear me?
My friend is stuck; can someone save her?
Save her heart, save her smile, save her shimmering blue eyes.
Listen to my prayers, listen someone, and listen here.
Let her be, take me to where she is meant to be.
I believe, I believe, so drag me; let her know the laughter she has lost.
Oh wind, tell her my words, slowly flutter her silky hair.
Surely you will enjoy, as I will, from just a thought.
Rain, fall upon her and return her pure heart; let me know once with a rain of blood.
Take her pain, all her woeful strain, and let it fall on my grace.
Oh angel, protect her from the demons; she is frail.
Bring them to me, let them be in my unworthy grail.
Let her know herself, let her know the one she lost.
In the city of angels, let there be a choir singing in her journey home

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