I remember you like a broken Christmas light
rattling around a dusty box in the attic of my life
wasted days, sleepless nights
all the ways we tried to make things right

Do you think of me, and what do you recall?
is it as if I were never there at all?
phantom shadow floating there
bearing witness to your despair

Morphine Angel
shining shooting star of the night
blinded by the brilliance
of your own dying light

Are you still searching for that one last shot?
not at redemption but at regretting all you're not
futile fight, cold remorse
finding nothing, staying lost

Morphine Angel
shining shooting star of the night
blinded by the brilliance
of your own dying light

Morphine angel, full of grace
the lord is with thee
blessed art thou amongst women
someday you'll be free

I couldn't watch you go down one more time
extinguishing the light I'd seen shine
grasping hands across your back
knowing nothing but your lack

Morphine Angel
shining shooting star of the night
blinded by the brilliance
of your own dying light

Posted Thursday, May 24th 2012