Connection granted at a spiritual time And inner peace from a defeated mind I move the place where much passion arrives And the heart will settle where it will in due time With no direction in the essence of time The angel's arrival trigger thoughts undefined The angel's arrival undefined... The movement, the face The contact eyes locked in grace And I can't face away So precious, so sacred The weakness I have invaded And I can't face away When it all feels so right... True by nature and by her style The bottomless pit and soothing smile Rise in so gentle yet strong and precise Agitation calm through the contact of eyes The angel's heart seeps through conscious eyes The movement, the face The contact eyes locked in grace And I can't face away So precious, so sacred The weakness I have invaded And I can't face away The movement, the face The contact eyes locked in grace And I can't face away.. no.. So precious, so sacred The weakness I have invaded And I can't face away When it all feels so right... She senses pain, and pain arrives Afraid not to open up to her suffering Of any shape or size This is all unique and wise Though all of this is just a style Through all of this, the angel will always rise
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