Morning comes as no surprise
But still its dawning fills her eyes
The fragrance of its promise faintly familiar
Instills in her its calm
Waiting while the memory closes the distance
Softly letting the silence counter resistance
Ignores her fears
She’s standing still
Sheds no tears
And never will
The time stands frozen
As decision draws near
For the path she has chosen
When she’s had the time to hear
The song of angels
The song of angels
Daydreams warm as eiderdown
Drifting light as thistledown
Remind her of a life that she has forgotten
A time to be reclaimed
Waiting while the memory closes the distance
Softly letting the silence counter resistance
Ignores her fears
She’s standing still
Sheds no tears
And never will
The time stands frozen
As decision draws near
For the path she has chosen
When she’s had the time to hear
The song of angels
The song of angels
Laughter distant echo tone
Voices others and her own
Whisper to her stories she can remember
Paint pictures of her past
Waiting while the memory closes the distance
Softly letting the silence counter resistance
Ignores her fears
She’s standing still
Sheds no tears
And never will
The time stands frozen
As decision draws near
For the path she has chosen
When she’s had the time to hear
The song of angels
The song of angels
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