So I saw the angel girl
Hang her wings by the door
Tired from the windy chill
Guilt has forced her to land
"I no longer know," she said
"The way to fly myself home"
Surely this will be familiar to us all
New moon
New moon
New moon
New moon
New moon
New moon
New moon
New moon
She's so vain, she's dreaming of
Funerals to come
It's the part of the movie where
You can't help but close your eyes
The social butterfly retreats
Back to its cocoon
May it all become familiar to us all
New moon
New moon
New moon
New moon
New moon
New moon
New moon
New moon
New moon
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