Angel of Karma

See Angel of Karma as a poem in Flora and Fauna Magazine (page 26)

https://www.florafaunamagazine.com/forgotten-country

You call me crazy 

I don’t even deny it 

I’ll take your heart 

And set it on fire 

You think of me wherever you go 

So I’m the only one you can call home 

I live rent free you know what I mean 

I look so good 

Inside your mind baby 

Don’t try to hide the empty spot in your bed 

We both know it’ll be warm again 

I’ll make a home 

I’ll make a home

Wherever you go 

Wherever you go 

I’ll make a home 

Wherever you go 

You can’t control it 

You can’t control it 

I am the windows 

I’m in the closet 

You can’t control it 

You can’t control it 

Baby those creaks are the sound of me moaning 

And when you are laughing 

Do you miss the passion?

Miss what you had?

Miss what your started 

I am angel, an angel of Karma 

I look so good perched on your shoulder 

Perched on your shoulder 

I’ll make a home 

I’ll make a home

Wherever you go 

Wherever you go 

I’ll make a home 

Wherever you go 

I am the high she is the come down 

She makes it good she makes it right now 

I am the dawn she is the dusk 

I never knew what it was like to love 

Before her 

Before her 

Before her

Before her 

Out in the Valley 

We dance with the lights off 

The last of our kind 

The beautifully tortured 

I build her back up 

Like the Great Wall of China 

Reclaim a soul 

Reclaim a Daughter 

I’ll make a home 

I’ll make a home

Wherever you go 

Wherever you go 

I’ll make a home 

Wherever you go 

I’m make a home 

Before her

Before her 

Before her 

Before her 

Before her

Before her 

Before her 

Before her 

You can’t control it 

You can’t control it 

Before her 

You can’t control it 

You can’t control it 

You can’t control it 

Baby those creaks are the sound of me moaning 

(Outro)

Shoot me at the center 

Get to the heart of it all 

Shoot me at the center 

Get to the heart of it all