Angel in the Lake

Painted eyes and glass in her pocket
Slipping of the rock and touching water
Do you love me?
Keep stumbling towards that little island of frozen grass
Lips are turning blue
If you loved me you would be here

Chorus:
Tripping toes
Existing in a different world
Everything is blurred and feels dizzy
Angels fall
Touching icy surface
The angel in the lake

With fingers so frail but confident
Fumble through what seems an ocean
Did you ever...
Got a hand on what never should have been there
The lake’s ice turns red
...did you ever love me at all?

Tripping toes
Existing in a different world
Starting to clear and become real
Angels capture
Returning with frosty wings
The angel in the lake