C Her thoughts are scattered throughout her mindDm Like sunlight through Venetian blindsF G Pull 'em down just in time so the neighbors won't knowC Long ago she was swept off her feetDm Now the broom that kept that house so neatF G C Is pushed across an apartment suite on the second floorF G C Am And not all angels were meant to flyF G C Faith ain't always what it seemsF G C C/B Am And, Lord, you know she'd sell her very soulF G C Just to save the family For 36 years she did her best To teach her children self respect Despite his temper and neglect, and occasional abuse Now the remnants of the family that Once posed together for a photograph Talk behind each other's back and disregard the truth Chorus Now late at night a baby weeps On the other side of town a man can't sleep Maybe they both had bad dreams at the same time The baby winds up in a rocking chair Safe and sound since Grandma's there The man is left alone to stare and they both realize Chorus
Not All Angels
Mark David Manders
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