Heard a song of broken halos,
folded wings that used to fly.
Wondered why I go where I go.
Yeah, broken halos as miles went by.

 Angels used to come and teach me,

 now they’ve gone another way.

 Don’t blame them, I told them they should

 find another soul to save.

 Stared at the darkness and let my mind go,

 it took me places I used to shine.

 The song kept playin...

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