Jillette Johnson
Jillette Johnson
Jillette Johnson
Jillette Johnson
Jillette Johnson
Jillette Johnson
Jillette Johnson
Jillette Johnson
Jillette Johnson
Jillette Johnson
[Verse 1]
We called him Angelo
Like an angel, low to the ground
He was found
Wings broken, arms open
Slumped over the seat
If anyone could help, it wasn't me
[Verse 2]
I didn't know him well
But deep down I could tell what it cost
He was lost
Wings broken, arms open
Slumped over the seat
If anyone could help, it wasn't me
It wasn't me
[Verse 3]
Call an ambulance
There's an angel amongst us now
He was found
Wings broken, arms open
Slumped over the seat
If anyone could help
It wasn't me
It wasn't me
It wasn't me
It wasn't me
I was becoming a yoga teacher and one of the people that was in my group with me, after our training, ended up taking his own life. I wasn’t close enough to him to feel like it was mine, but I was affected by the experience. We called him Angelo, like an angel low to the ground, though that’s not hi...