Dan Caliolio - An Angels Cry

Sad to say, we lost our ways,
as we sway, far away, from our 'baby days'.
its when our walls turned to gray,
and we became the biggest cliches, and fell,
so to tell,
how we spent late nights in hell,
that 'once upon a time' caught us in a spell,
that we would expell through symphonies.
my knees, please,
theyre in for a lease,
for my body's for sale.
Hanging in front my dark veil,
entrails, emotional tales,
leaving behind trails, of two lonely kids...
Wanting redemption, exception, intimidation...
But angels carry us to heaven,
where our numbers become the luckiest
seven's.

Dan Caliolio

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