Angels With Dirty Faces
By sidewinder
Tears for those so young, They gave so much, Yet in this much abused world, Misunderstood, Only to die by their own hands, Why? No one knows, Still they are remembered each time their music is played, We remember. You touched us with your feelings in each song, The tears you cry are felt, Angels in the bright lights never surrender your spirit, For a part of you lives in each of us, And through some dark night a candle is lit for your memory. Maybe in another lifetime we'll meet and sing those songs that you gave your life to sing, And forever there will be harmony, I hold my hand up to you. Aug. 3, 1985 Written January 9th, 2002 © on Jan 09 2002 09:08 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 18 • contemporary
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