There were several angels watching you Through the sunset, through the blue It was plain as day, there was no mistake There were several angels in your wake There were several angels as you went past There was fire and steel and trumpet blast There was magic carrying you along A single rose and a river's song And that was you And you were fleeting The rest was space And wings still beating Like there was no place you could take the call from Like grace was somewhere you could fall from There are several angels still around Looking to the sky, looking to the ground You can't tell an angel some of that stuff But several should have been enough