Angels Heap

(N. Finn/T. Finn)

news travels fast

there's an old wreck in

the underpass

wine in a glass

and a well travelled bed

down the length and breadth

of the motorway

down the information highway

I took a ride in an

angels heap

and she took me away to where

the hills are steep

yes I took a ride

in the still mind of a child

there's a live bird on her

shoulder

she could swallow a lie

like she's drinking a flagon

of beer

I'll never be the same again

let the black wheels fly over

I took a ride in an

angels heap

and she took me away to where

the air was sweet

and she made me come alive

in a red vinyl seat

yeah I took a ride