Returning Angel (Song for guitar 3)
Tuesday, February 5, 2019
This time it was in a casino bar
There were blue lights on the ceiling
Reflecting on your lamé gown
Neck to waist revealing
With your crimson lips and finger tips
And your pigtailed platinum hair
Your skin as white as sun-bleached bon
And your haughty naughty stare
You wore spike shoes and elbow gloves
And chained bag on your shoulder
With eyes that promised parad
I never acted bolder
I bet my life against the wheel
And watched the ball careering
It spun its arc of destiny
Fate riding on its steering
The final click and it settled down
With the crowd all gasping around me
But all I saw was your nod and smile
As you pushed the prize towards me
And like the son of a seventh son
With brothers six before me
The ball had answered all my pray
And I was rich as royalty
You stared at me as I stood there
I’d visions of our history
Of other lives in other times
When you appeared – to save me
I hoped this time you’d halt the wheel
And make our cycle end
But you turned back to spin the ball
And abandoned me again
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