The angel Marona asleep in the carport with a newspaper under his arm. It seems I was late to deliver his car keys, so it looks like we are staying behind. hand.

With Lucifer bashful and hiding his face from the Lord. Dear Jesus, forgive me.

I am only doing as I was told.

For every day. For as it is written, I will soon one day face my own fire, and this world will go with me if I can just get them all on my side and carry me.

Carry me over rainbows and rain in. Carry me over rainbows and raining.

I was led to the parlour when the wind blew forward and demanded we get out of town.

So me and Marona

to the keys to the steeple

And waited armor getting to go down.

Place your queens on the table,

who are weeping for your daughters, who are weeping for your daughters who are waiting for this someday

to return. Every heart will be broken prophetic poems spoken from the mouths of every baby to be born.

Carry me over rainbows and rainier.

Carry me over rainbows and raining. Let your cries be of joy, may it always and forever feel the void.

And allow my heart so room.

May it be so that you'll one day need me so.

My wheels and my wheels and turning and my back to the window I collected every way from the shore.

I forgot I was human.

As I laid up my emotions and I knock them like dishes to the floor and carry me over rainbows and rainier.

Carry me. and carry me over rainbows and rain here. You're going to.