let me tell you about heartache and the loss of god... huh, not really. let me tell you about sunshine and a brand new day... maybe later. let me tell you about peppermint mini altoids, brown ale, and the angel who came down to my balcony on a thursday evening, a very ordinary day.

he said he's late so he ain't stayin for long. he said he's thirsty and his canteen is all out of wine. he said he's tired and his wings ain't that strong. he can't drink no beer and before i poured him some night-old wine he chugged down the bottle and sat down on the ground, his wings don't fit in no chairs of mine. i stared at his eyes in quite, and watched him lose his consciousness as the night fell from the sky above us. when i lost sight i heard him cryin, sobbin softly as if his dad's dyin. i heard him singin a song right before i passed out, somethin about god, about how he promised he won't let his angels down. now i'd never heard an angel sing, never heard one cryin, never even seen one flyin.

it was still dark when i woke up, i couldn't hear him cryin. blindly i reached for his wings but there ain't no feathers around me, nothin. i started singin his song to the night, something about god, about how he ain't gonna let noone down. now i ain't sure if he can hear me cause i ain't no angel, but the angel must be somewhere near, maybe he'll hear my song, and fly to his god, cryin.

no big deal, all this. i just thought i should let y'all now, about the angel who came down tonight.