The Angel in the Storm

Thunder shakes the windows
The night is rent with rain
The wind is crying loud and shrill
There's an angel on my window sill
Tapping on the pane

Wind and fire
Wind and rain
As bright as iron
And as fragile as a flame
Bruised and torn
Thin and tired
I'd give you haven
I would keep you safe and warm
Ah but who could keep
The angel from the storm

Her head is crowned with fire
Her wings like beaten gold
Feathers etched like razors
Too beautiful to look at
And too dangerous to hold

But her wings are ragged
And she's soaking to the skin
Hеr clothes are tatterеd too
And she's so thin her ribs show through
I have to let her in
I have to let her in

Wind and fire
Wind and rain
As bright as iron
And as fragile as a flame
Thin and tired
Bruised and torn
I'd give you haven
I would keep you safe and warm
Ah but who could shield
The angel from the storm

So I sit her by the fireside
And I give her toast and tea
This sudden visitation
This strange annunciation
With a message just for me

We talk for hours
As we gaze into the flames
She burns with glory
And she tells me many stories
But she never says her name
She never says her name

Wind and fire
Wind and rain
As bright as iron
And as fragile as a flame
Thin and tired
Bruised and torn
I'd give you haven
I would keep you safe and warm
Ah but who could name
The angel and the storm

She's had many lovers
And then vanished from their lives
She thinks that they'll forgive her
If she carries them all with her
Like a necklace made of knives

I know that I'll be one of those
Who waits for her return
But she never flies the same way twice
She says the more you sacrifice
The brighter you can burn
The brighter you can burn

Wind and fire
Wind and rain
As bright as iron
And as fragile as a flame
Thin and tired
Bruised and torn
I'd give you haven
I would keep you safe and warm
Ah but who could love
The angel and the storm

And just before she leaves me
Her lips brush past my ear
I feel her words caressing
Like a secret or a blessing
What she says I cannot hear

And as I watch her disappear
I think of many things
If I were to follow her
I don't know if I'd fall or
If I'd find that I have wings
Find that I have wings

Wind and fire
Wind and rain
As bright as iron
And as fragile as a flame
Thin and tired
Bruised and torn
I'd give you haven
I would keep you safe and warm
Ah but who would be
An angel in the storm

Rain pours in the window
Leave it open just a crack
I know I ought to close it now
But the carpet's soaking anyhow
And what if she comes back
Oh what if she comes back
You never know, the angel might come back

Wind and fire
Wind and rain
I crave your beauty
But I cannot heal your pain
Thin and tired
Bruised and torn
I'd give you haven
I would keep you safe and warm
Ah but who could save the angel--
The angel in the storm