Brave wings once soared above our town
Now all the trains have slowed and the rivers drowned
An early snow is driftin’ in
Extension of the wind
That covers everything
Power lines are weighted down
A thousand flowers buried there
All the useless things we know
Don’t seem important anymore
Not enough angels in the sky
You used to wear the devil like a cheap disguise
Not enough angels in the sky
Not enough angels on the rise
Covered trees clutch ceaselessly
Reach out to spirits fast to rise
Cast jagged shadows on the snow
A frozen veil on lifeless eyes
No chevrons wing to turbid sky
Dark is frozen and subdued
Hours move too fast today
Winter’s reach a spring entombed
You used to sing, let’s go down to the water
Show me what you think is the truth
Let’s go down to the water
I’d show you my crown if I could
What dreaming fools we are to grieve
The joys we had, the songs we sang
Angels give more than receive
And fly as only angels can
Not enough angels in the sky
You used to wear the devil like a cheap disguise
Not enough angels in the sky
Not enough angels on the rise
(For Willie P)
© Garth Douglas
When I sent out the call for Peterborough Poets to strut their stuff, Garth replied. Garth was the publisher of Anti-nuclear Poetry, an early Peterborough Poets’ book — as well as a songwriter/musician, while managing his day job gig as movie & TV producer. This is a lyric of his for Willie P Bennett, a well-known Cdn singer/ songwriter.
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