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Grass AngelsRestless flight; you are on your feet
Though they lit the light, saying please be seated
You can cut it with a knife, the anticipation
All for this little island...
Green mountains, on the horizon
Bleached white sand, all beneath our feet
Skin is tanned, stinging from the sea salt
All on this little island...You head back and sit by the pool
Then retreat back into the room
Take another pill to ease the pain
Sit out on the porch, wait out the rain...We drink the rum, like it's island water
We speak the native tongue, well kind of, but not really
You're both on the ground, making grass angels
Counting the stars above the sea....Get on the dance floor, and move your body
You blend together, sometimes I only saw one
You shed a tear, for what you didn't have but have now
As she holds you and says, "Now I'm right here..."We know you can't do this alone
So many times you've told us so
Release the chains that bind your soul
Like sister said forgive let go...
Words and Music by Katie Miller, 1999
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