Here comes an angel with keys

jangling language and laughter,

leaving truth for what’s after;

here comes an angel with keys.

 

She’ll open up your eyes, John,

trading sweets and spices,

with smiles and devices,

she’ll open up your eyes.

 

You fear her careful kisses

lest they leave a mark

of a beast upon your heart;

you fear her careful kisses.

 

There goes the angel with keys,

offering softness and life;

you turn back to sacrifice;

there goes the angel with keys.

 

That was just a dream, John,

that was just a dream;

love can flow like a stream, John:

go and find your stream.

 

2013