While the Angels Cry

Our love is real

    but it’s not where we live

There’s been too much damage

    for us to forgive

There’s too little hope

    no more reasons to try

I must save my own heart

    while the angels cry

Our love has tried

     but it cannot endure

The shadows of night

     eclipse that which is pure

The absence of joy

     gives birth to our lies

I must save my own heart

     while the angels cry

(break)

Our love is real

    but it’s not where we live

There’s been too much damage

    for us to forgive

There’s too little hope

    no more reasons to try

I must save my own heart

    while the angels cry

©Phil Cohen