Description: A Place of Angels, Singer/Songwriter, Pop Singer-Songwriter, stock music sound effects, royalty-free stock music and website music
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Lyrics:
A Place Of Angels
On the first time, I was taken aback, on the second, still amazed.
And the third time showed me what I lacked, I was locked-in with some crazies.
Before, I'd knocked so many doors which led to other peoples' wars…
then four turned into five alive, and six was so much more.
The concepts which we comprehend, when mathematics become friends,
the random grains we entertain, with seeds of thought like growing pains.
So think again… don't be constrained.
there is nothing in this world that can't be changed.
We are strangers on a voyage through the night…
and the destination is….a place of angels...A place of angels.
From strange eleven into twelve, I found some heaven, lived through hell,
some thirteen teachers rang my bell and and the fourteenth knew me well.
The fifteens were like gods of war, the sixteen saw the light…
then growing through the twenties, we were the children of the night.
The concepts which we comprehend, when mathematics become friends,
The random grains we entertain, with seeds of thought like growing pains.
So think again… don't be constrained.
there is nothing in this world that can't be changed.
We are strangers on a voyage through the night…
and the destination is… a place of angels.
You want it? You got it. You found yourself some feeling. You know it, you show it, you found yourself some healing...
Steve G Swindells © Copyright Control 2012
From the online/downloadable album New Crescent Yard.
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