Icebreaking Angel [song lyric]
I was waiting by a canyon
Never saw a rising sun
A cold wind wrecked my fortunes
Always went back to square one
Above me only dark night
And below me wasted earth
Each time I found the pieces
Every picture was absurd
All it took was one small phone call
And a voice to melt the snow
Bubbling from your radiant heart
With electric afterglow
You came right out of nowhere
On a mission with a plan
Then you said “I’m changing places
With a new me if I can”
You’re an icebreaking angel
And I’d love to see your wings
My friendship and affection
To your outstretched arms I bring
You’re a snowmelting sunglow
And a mystery-making maid
To show my admiration here
I write this serenade
You said you’d had a rough ride
For the last twelve months or more
By abusing your persona
On yourself you made a war
Then you made a resolution
And a promise to the trees
To revive your lovely body
As a temple to the breeze
So I asked if I could see you
But you said I had to wait
Standing in your shadow
While you put your body straight
“A month is all I ask for”
Was your solitary plea
To everything you wanted
I willingly agreed
You’re an icebreaking angel
And I’d love to see your wings
My friendship and affection
To your outstretched arms I bring
You’re a snowmelting sunglow
And a mystery-making maid
To show my admiration here
I write this serenade
You said that I inspired you
Though we’ve never really met
Said I made you feel creative
Put a spring into your step
Well you know I feel the same way
Which is why I write this song
And I’m hoping that these wordthoughts
Will help to make you strong
May your month be full of treasure
May your days be lined with gold
May the number of your blessings
Multiply a hundredfold
I will keep a place beside me
For a you-shaped space within
From where your heat can thaw me out
So that Springtime can begin
You’re an icebreaking angel
And I’d love to see your wings
My friendship and affection
To your outstretched arms I bring
You’re a snowmelting sunglow
And a mystery-making maid
To show my admiration here
I write this serenade
© 2011, Alan Morrison
The Naked Troubadour 