Wishing the ache would leave, and take away the heavy tears,
Looking for peaceful sleep, without the rapid fire unhappiness.
Where are all the bubbles of fun and where have you gone?
I dream of smiling lunatics and a time we will kiss.
CHORUS:
But cupid looks exhausted from drawing blood instead of love,
And romance screaming 'Shot to pieces!", isn't close enough.
I have tried the best I can to never be alone
But I keep hurting when I wake, from angels throwing stones
Angels throwing stones
Angels throwing stones
Angels throwing stones
Every day I'm talking up my scrambled egg emotions.
It's awful hard to stay, looking out the window to an empty day.
Love has done a snow job and I'm left in the dark,
The clown with his unhappy tricks, waiting for your kiss.
CHORUS:
But cupid looks exhausted ...... etc
Mid 8:
They're supposed to fly and offer grace, not take it all away.
They're supposed to keep us safe from cold, not keep us feeling old.
I used to look, bright eyed, in awe, at all those statues back in church
I used to pray and bruise my knees and sing the hymns they taught to me
But lately I've been slapped around by cupid's mum and daddy
See my tears, my bloodshot eyes, I won't pray when I am crappy
There's no one here to prove I'm tough, I'd rather eat a chocolate block
Than talk to grumpy angels, 'cause they treat me like a stranger
Angels throwing stones (x4)
Wishing the ache would go and take away my runny nose,
Looking for peaceful times, without the rapid fire.
Oh where are all the bubbles of fun and where have you gone?
My dreams are lunatics that I don't want to kiss
CHORUS:
Yeh, cupid looks exhausted from drawing blood instead of love,
And romance screaming 'Shot to pieces!", isn't close enough.
I have tried the best I can to never be alone,
But I keep hurting when I wake, from angels throwing stones
Angels throwing stones
Angels throwing stones
Angels throwing stones
They're supposed to fly and offer grace, not slap me in the face!
They're supposed to keep us safe and sound, not helping to fall down.
CHORUS:
But cupid looks exhausted ...... etc
Angels throwing stones (x6)
END
Looking for peaceful sleep, without the rapid fire unhappiness.
Where are all the bubbles of fun and where have you gone?
I dream of smiling lunatics and a time we will kiss.
CHORUS:
But cupid looks exhausted from drawing blood instead of love,
And romance screaming 'Shot to pieces!", isn't close enough.
I have tried the best I can to never be alone
But I keep hurting when I wake, from angels throwing stones
Angels throwing stones
Angels throwing stones
Angels throwing stones
Every day I'm talking up my scrambled egg emotions.
It's awful hard to stay, looking out the window to an empty day.
Love has done a snow job and I'm left in the dark,
The clown with his unhappy tricks, waiting for your kiss.
CHORUS:
But cupid looks exhausted ...... etc
Mid 8:
They're supposed to fly and offer grace, not take it all away.
They're supposed to keep us safe from cold, not keep us feeling old.
I used to look, bright eyed, in awe, at all those statues back in church
I used to pray and bruise my knees and sing the hymns they taught to me
But lately I've been slapped around by cupid's mum and daddy
See my tears, my bloodshot eyes, I won't pray when I am crappy
There's no one here to prove I'm tough, I'd rather eat a chocolate block
Than talk to grumpy angels, 'cause they treat me like a stranger
Angels throwing stones (x4)
Wishing the ache would go and take away my runny nose,
Looking for peaceful times, without the rapid fire.
Oh where are all the bubbles of fun and where have you gone?
My dreams are lunatics that I don't want to kiss
CHORUS:
Yeh, cupid looks exhausted from drawing blood instead of love,
And romance screaming 'Shot to pieces!", isn't close enough.
I have tried the best I can to never be alone,
But I keep hurting when I wake, from angels throwing stones
Angels throwing stones
Angels throwing stones
Angels throwing stones
They're supposed to fly and offer grace, not slap me in the face!
They're supposed to keep us safe and sound, not helping to fall down.
CHORUS:
But cupid looks exhausted ...... etc
Angels throwing stones (x6)
END
Author notes
Angels aren't always angels!
Acoustic slow/medium pace - key of G, capo 2nd, 3rd or 4th 
In a list
A contest entry
- Can't sing? Can write? Enter your songs here! by upperworld06.
700 points, ended March 23, 71 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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this is really cool, it's very different, but so powerful, i can picture the angels throwing stones, i really like that you put that it would be an accoustic type song cause that's waht i was thinking it could be, something you sing around a campfire, great work, bst of luck in the contest


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awesome! i love the chorus, totally amazing! great job and thanks for entering
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Love the concept of Angels in stone throwing moods...
Certainly is different... Good luck and well done..
Jeffro -
Oh, wow, I love these lyrics!! Angels throwing stones is so catching. The chorus is absolutely awesome! Congrats to you!


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Rock On Darling!
quite frankly, i think we have the wrong artists in the mainstreem music today. This was incredible.
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great!

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This write is flat out awesome!!
I love the phrasing and mixed up phrasing. I love the title, and especially the chorus!! great job!
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Thanks Cynt. I've only just gotten back from holidays and back to AP access. I'm pleased you like it

Wishes -Emmjay
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Thankyou blackday for the kind words. Best of luck with the contest, I'm sure you'll be flooded!
-Emmjay
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Very very nice. I like it. The format is really thought out, which means this is set up for the best performance.
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cool
I can see why this is the Gold Standard for this contest. This is like Bod Dylan meets Elvis Costello for a collaboration. Well written and powerful as well as original. -
Thanks JazzALTernative for the kind words and encouragement. It's a bit long (reading wise), but comes together well with music and feeling. Again, thankyou
-Emmjay
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Like the quirkiness of the lyrics...
Edited on Jul 11, 9:17 p.m. because ''. -
This is quite amazing and has the makings of a great poem –
I have been trying to sing it to myself but can't find a tune that fits . .
It contains an incredible message – Well done
Albert.
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It deleted my comment
This is ace though, I shall come back to it
Keep writing
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Wow! this is a great song and your lyrics actually have meaning and inspiration. Cant wait to read more!
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Lols x 4 !!
Thankyou for your kind and humorous comments -Emm
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Wow, I sure do feel sorry for you and your mistreatment by angels, maybe you could summon some kind of demon to ward them away, keep you safe, and possibly share some tea and cookies with (j/k)
I think you did a good job on this one, the humor/pain is evident. You even managed some ryme and alliteration in odd spots which adds depth to the piece. I would like to hear it sung! Good luck in the contest.
Thundercat
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