(T. Donelly)



I'm an angel dark, darker than loam

Come to steer your runaway home

I'm a moonbeam monkey on spec

Come to bring your strange kid back



No one saw him gimpy going round the bend

And no one but me knows the stuff it takes to mend him

I will get him back on the right track

I will bring your strange kid back



He saw something there, something in the ice

Sees it still when he closes his eyes

He's not talking, just taking it alone

I will bring his story home



He's not talking, just taking it alone

He's a good boy, your good son

I'm an angel dark, darker than loam

I will bring your strange kid home