Ive got an Angel watchin His tattered wings wrapped round my shoulder Beaten, I lay broken, in tattered Angel wings Bruised, I am battered, on tattered Angel wings.
Slowly I weaken, consciousness is gone Bruises becomes badges, where bleeding used to be Broken bones mend like solid stone, Granite on my feet Ive got an Angel with tattered wings.
Ive got an Angel watchin He mends the mangled mind, manic, megalomaniacal He takes the blows my soul cant handle Ive got an Angel with tattered wings.
Ive never said thank you for all that hes done But without God, he would be none So I give thanks to God For the Angel with tattered wings.
His feathers in disarray, some missing Wounds Garnered from a life commanded to protect one Commanded to serve, no matter the cost, taking on what I lost Ive got an Angel with tattered wings and when I'm taking a leave from me he brings me back my sanity.