Songfic: ejoy- Sarah McLaughlin-In the Arms of an Angel
A Girl, young & blonde the kind of girl everyone wants to be walks down the street, tears fill her gray eyes. The Test said positive, only 15 years old, kicked out of home.
spend all your time waiting for that second chance for the break that will make it okay
A young man, walks the room looking for a place to sit, they look as he walks on, trying to find a place where he will be welcome & people wont judge by his apperance.
There's always some reason to feel not good enough and its hard at the end of the day
A woman sets in a section, behind a desk, the phone constantly rings & the work is never done, she thinks about her childeren, she hasn't had a day of in over a year, And the single mother who tries to make ends meet.
I need some distraction or a beautiful release. Memories seep from my veins, let me be empty and weightless and maybe find some peace tonight.
In the arms of the Angel far away from here from this dark cold hotel room & the endlessness that you feel You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie You're in the arms of the Angel, may you find some comfort here.
A Preacher, he preaches the words of the Lord, yet somtimes he himselft has doubts, he lets go of his faith & life.
So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn there's vultures and theives at your back.
The Father & husband who stays gone from days to months at a time, whiskey always on his breath, yet memories fill his mind, before the one he loved left with the love the created. The gun falls on the floor, blood slowly covers the dirty pillow.
The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies that you make up for all that you lack. It don't make no difference, escape one last time. It's easier to believe
A man & a woman, both about 50 stand at a grave, their son, their only child gone forever, barried in his Army attire, while a young brunette dressed in black, holding a newborn girl sobs desperatly.
In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees
In the arms of the Angel far away from here from this dark, cold hotel room & the endlessness that you feel. You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie You're in the arms of the Angel, may you find some comfort here. You're in the arms of the angel, may you find some comfort here. In the arms of the angel, may your find some comfort here.
Good luck to all, and for the lost love ones: RIP.