Broken Halo

When you flew in from another time, you brought me sunlight from St. Moray

You filled the room with your melody and rhyme, As your dark hair fell across your face

Sailing along on the infinite ocean, liquid light mingling with your hair

A balsa wood albatross sat on your shoulder, With the water knee deep in St. Mark’s Square

Heat ‘em up slowly now cookie
Cause I feel like wildfire at the blue rodeo
Heat ‘em up slowly now cookie
And say a prayer for the angels with the broken halo

Ancient skyscrapers tower and sway, spinning crop circles in the valleys below

Take the river road from the northerly direction, while the marble people in the floor they ebb and they flow

Heat ‘em up slowly now cookie
Cause I feel like wildfire at the blue rodeo
Heat ‘em up slowly now cookie
And say a prayer for the angels with the broken halo

Heat ‘em up slowly now cookie
Cause I feel like wildfire at the blue rodeo
Heat ‘em up slowly now cookie
And say a prayer for the angels with the broken halo

© 2007, Kyle Alden