Son Ambulance Glitter Angel
High-rise apartment high above the city counting
pedestrians Cornered angel Butterfly pinned to styrofoam
I'm speechless I'm going downtown. High-rise apartment.
City's an art form From inside these walls, comes a
trumpet call I know is breaking every brick So what was I
defending? Some ruined city of gold? Glitter angel, do
you still preserve that kiss?
