Crayon Angels - Judee Sill

Crayon angel songs are slightly out of tune

But I’m sure I’m not to blame

Nothin’s happened but I think it will soon

So I sit here waitin' for God and a train

To the Astral plane.

Magic rings I made have turned my finger green

And my mystic roses died

Guess Reality is not as it seems

So I sit here hopin' for truth and a ride

To the other side.

Phony prophets stole the only light I knew

And the darkness softly screamed

Holy visions disappeared from my view

But the angels come back and laugh in my dreams

I wonder what it means.