Angela - Bill Callahan

Like motel curtains, we never really met

And cutting our losses is our best bet

And I’ll owe you the rest, Angela

Love goes on like birdsong

As soon as possible after a bomb

Angela, with every loss we rise again

With new strength and new purpose

And I’m as free as a mockingbird

Just as free as a mockingbird

Singing your last song back to you

Angela, whoa, Angela

Storm doesn’t ask the flower for the rain

I never asked for anything back again

Angela, whoa, Angela

You got a garden, don’t you mind a little rain

Angela