I describe my ongoing lyrics writing projects. Where I get my ideas, how I match my words with other people's music, which little helpers I use...
so it doesn't sound like "where the angels go to pee" ;-)
I also made the kid a boy:
the rush hour's craze takes its toll
a victims spouse to console
her kid, too young to understand,
reaches for his mother's hand
and says "I cannot sleep
where the angels come to weep"
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