Amelia's Song

Heard you learned fly already

I wanted you here for a while

But you're not made of stone

You're made out of honey

And you can't be consumed by my life

It's raining here

What is it like in the city?

I dreamt of you last night

You seem so lonely

But you are a bird in the sky

And you can't be beaten by this life

Is it hard to be an angel on the ground?

It must be hard to be an angel on the ground

But all the pain and beauty

Will some day let your body free, finally, finally.