Lyrics Too Many Angels - Jackson Browne
There's
an
angel
on
a
ribbon
Hanging
from
the
armoire
door
There's
a
Cupid
with
his
feet
crossed
On
the
bird
cage
by
the
door
There's
a
baby
angel
drummer
His
eyes
are
open
wide
And
two
more
tiny
cherubs
On
the
mantle
side
by
side
Too
many
angels
Have
seen
me
crying
Too
many
angels
Have
heard
you
lying
There
are
photographs
of
children
All
in
their
silver
frames
On
the
window
sills
and
tabletops
Lit
by
candle
flames
And
upon
their
angel
faces
Life's
expectations
climb
Where
the
moment
has
preserved
them
From
the
ravages
of
time
Too
many
angels
Have
seen
me
crying
Too
many
angels
Have
heard
you
lying
Bring
the
morning
on
Voices
sing
of
day
I
want
to
step
out
in
the
morning
sun
Through
the
flood
of
tears
I
want
this
darkness
gone
Your
sweet
face
appears
These
apparitions
coming
one
by
one
But
there's
no
end
in
sight
Only
the
dead
of
night
And
too
many
angels
Too
many
angels
Have
seen
me
crying
Too
many
angels
Have
heard
you
lying
Too
many
angels
Bring
the
morning
on
Voices
sing
of
day
I
want
to
step
out
in
the
morning
sun
Through
the
flood
of
tears
I
want
to
greet
the
dawn
Cast
away
these
fears
Forget
about
the
things
we
could
have
done
Bring
the
morning
on
Voices
sing
of
day
I
want
to
watch
the
children
as
they
run
Through
the
broken
years
I
want
this
darkness
gone
Your
sweet
face
appears
These
apparitions
coming
one
by
one
But
there's
no
end
in
sight
Only
the
dead
of
night
And
too
many
angels
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