Angels And Pockets Lyrics

i was a fish at your every angle and did you notice?
your pockets aren't empty slip to petals stars and geese in rain it was gorgeous
we've tried high rise good night
no admittance it hurts to admit smoke and mirrors bed of leaves tongues tied
blow the candle out looking over pulses
increase as tongues try confessions reach the tips of every muscle in me angel

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