Guardian angels are working for me

The devil and the deep blue sea

I beat my heart and bend all trees

By the end of the year I'm on my knees



Such a precious little dream

Can make a face behind a scream



One or three holes in a broken stone

Through gardens long since overgrown



All that filled my ears with pain

Your dirty looks beat me up again

A lustfull view makes my eye explode

My heart went dead and I fell in the road