Big hands on a clock
Little hands covered in chalk
Red lines blue lines
Sometimes sometimes
Angels walk
Giant steps take two
Tiny eyes in a shoe
Make bows of halos
And take those wings off
Angels walk
Fly beside me
Hold my breath
Deep inside me
I’ll meet you round the block
Sometimes next time angels walk
Angels walk
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