In my rearview mirror
an angel steel blue gaze
with a gun in her hand
Nothing to do but drive
not sure where to but she
puts the gun out of sight
Me I'd drive fares to hell
and back for this beauty
then she says other way
You get the gist I drive
not sure where then she says
stop wait like falling sand
Released from her control
I think for a moment
to flee get away fast
End up engine silent
unril she becomes real
again in my back seat
Angels don't just appear
as if falling like rain
from the bluest of skies
Remember my angel
entered my cab soundless
field mouse clutched by a kite
Very much how I felt
like death was immanent
at the end of each day
I thank the universe
for my pathetic life
to show my gratitude
Even though I don't feel
grateful to whatever
for this life for my past
Wish on a shooting star
I don't know what to ask
a reprieve from my beat
Maybe she knew my past
intentionally found
my cab my web of lies
Instinct told me to run
get away while I can
but this kite clutched the mouse
Resolved to eat her prey
or feed her brood my flesh
torn apart limb from limb
Really I never saw
her wings her reflection
in my rearview her mood
Ordinary people
don't have her attitude
her focus made me douse
Real flames within my heart
with gasoline I sat
rapt ecstatic and dumb
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