Dust City Opera

Lyrics

Angie

Angie, what’s happening?
The walls are bare in the hallways of my memory
Where you should be

Angie, the tapestries are gone
There are flies where you used to be
And dust where I should see
My Angie

Lately, the ghosts have gotten bad
They come right up from the lake
Leaving bottles in their wake
And it’s too late to save them

Angie, was I ever here?
I felt an arm reach out but I fell down
And hung around

Angie, the stars are going out
And as wings eclipse the sky
I think this is goodbye
My Angie

Lately, the ghosts have gotten bad
They come right into the house
The dogs keep getting out
And it’s too late to save them