Epitaph: Angel

[Verse 1]
With your laugh like rain that carried you away
And all of those words that you just couldn't say
And the way that you fell at the end of each day
What a shame that your bed was so empty

[Verse 2]
With your friends and your foes that stood at your hand
And your village physician that drew dreams in the sand
And the prince of pleasure who was more than a man
What a shame that not one remembers you

[Verse 3]
With your hands and birds and your fears like a glass
And the midnight race where you always came last
And the painting you stole cause you said it had class
What a shame it was all without value

[Verse 4]
With your style of life, a hundred yеars old
And your crimson nightdress we agreed was so bold
And the hеat of your kiss that alas felt so cold
What a shame your innocence was so real

[Verse 5]
With your fears of yourself that you could not disarm
Our collection of children that meant you no harm
And the look on your face at that first false alarm
What a shame you were taken for granted

[Verse 6]
With your hand at the helm on your journey to Mease
Where the cripples and criminals were begging release
And the priest that ran naked through their paper-white streets
What a shame that you were so honest

[Verse 7]
With your family crest that you wore like a scarf
And your toast for perfection that you took much too far
And your cross of ice it was all so bizarre
What a shame it was all so tragic

[Verse 8]
With your unfinished books of which you were proud
That you read at the parties in a voice not quite loud
Funny how the words all got lost in the crowd
What a shame that you spoke without thinking

[Verse 9]
With your hands slows time and your Christmas day air
And the way that you cried and the way that we stared
Oh, the life that you lived, it just wasn't fair
What a shame that no one could get near you

[Verse 10]
With your pillow of ice in your quarantine bed
And the way we laughed at all that you said
And the ceiling of mirrors, so quite overhead
What a shame that you were so famous

[Verse 11]
With your father of god that we tried to believe
And your kiss from Jesus that you gave to a thief
We remember your tears, how you begged for release
What a shame that you took it so badly

[Verse 12]
With your Monroe eyes and your Madonna smile
Your love for Arthur Miller that lasted but a while
If only we had seen through your biblical style
What a shame that we loved you without question

[Verse 13]
With your promise of love that hung in your eyes
And the shape of your body that you could not disguise
Lost to us now all the charm of your lies
What a shame that you were so perfect

[Verse 14]
With your foot in the door of that very last day
Leaving us like blind men with nothing left to say
Oh, what did you do when we all turned away
What a shame that crowds have no faces