Connection granted at a spiritual time
And inner peace from a defeated mind
I move the place where much passion arrives
And the heart will settle where it will in due time
With no direction in the essence of time
The angel's arrival trigger thoughts undefined
The angel's arrival undefined...
The movement, the face
The contact eyes locked in grace
And I can't face away
So precious, so sacred
The weakness I have invaded
And I can't face away
When it all feels so right...
True by nature and by her style
The bottomless pit and soothing smile
Rise in so gentle yet strong and precise
Agitation calm through the contact of eyes
The angel's heart seeps through conscious eyes
The movement, the face
The contact eyes locked in grace
And I can't face away
So precious, so sacred
The weakness I have invaded
And I can't face away
The movement, the face
The contact eyes locked in grace
And I can't face away.. no..
So precious, so sacred
The weakness I have invaded
And I can't face away
When it all feels so right...
She senses pain, and pain arrives
Afraid not to open up to her suffering
Of any shape or size
This is all unique and wise
Though all of this is just a style
Through all of this, the angel will always rise
