Of Angels and Angles

There are angels in your angles

There's a low moon caught in your tangles

There's a ticking at the sill

There's a purr of a pigeon to break the still of day

As on we go drowning

Down we go away

And darling, we go drowning

Down we go away, away

There's a tough word on your crossword

There's a bed bug nipping a finger

There's a swallow, there's a calm

Here's a hand to lay on your open palm today

As on we go drowning

Down we go away

And darling, we go drowning

Down we go away, away

There are angels in your angles

There's a low moon caught in your