a ballad about being a misfit in this world.

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My partner was working at a home or the developmentally disabled and came home one day describing a client as an "angels struggling to be human". I liked that phrase and wrote this song.

Angels


Why do you feel so out of place? So out of touch with the human race? You don't seem to understand why your brother won't lend a helping hand. Why do people tear apart your tender heart? Why does the nighttime seem so dark when the light shines inside your heart?

We are angels and we're struggling' to be human.

You tell me of the things you fear. You push away then you pull me near. You tell me of your fantasies. I love the way that you speak honestly. Why is it so hard to love the man you've been dreaming of? Don't you see yourself in me? Don't you see what we can be?

We are angels and we're struggling' to be human.

Time heals all pain. That's the way of the world. Time will bring you 'round again. That's the way of the world.

We are angels and we're struggling' to be human.