Lovers Hopes and Angels
Lie on no lovers' cross, my love
lie on no lovers' cross
your bloodied nails have lost their gloss
so lie on no lovers' cross
Your hopes you've hung as sinless tough
you've hung your hopes as tough
a lone yacht sails a windless luff
in hopes you've hung as tough
We ride no angel swings, my dear
we ride no angel swings
the hawker's paid in gold turned rings
where we ride no angel swings
