The Angels’ Share © 2017 Stephen A. Schuster

 

When I hear the angels’ prayer a ladder comes down from the blue

Beside my pillow I declare I name this place for me and you

And when I taste the angels’ share, I’ll leave behind a glass or two

And when they tap and drain the barrel I will raise a glass to you

I’ll raise a glass to you…

 

When I drink of barley barely burnished honey’s amber hue

With smoky sweet extraordinary notes of indigo tattoo

And when I taste the angels’ share, I’ll leave behind a glass or two

And when they tap and drain the barrel I will raise a glass to you

 

On the roads that I have traveled there is little there to see

Desert suns and dunes and caverns leave me longing for some sleep

 

And if you ever see me there, it’s when I'm only passing through

While Heaven's harmonies come herald our intended rendezvous

And when I taste the angels’ share, I’ll leave behind a glass or two

And when they tap and drain the barrel I will raise a glass to you

 

I awake to fallen angels filling glasses getting high

Morning’s hour of toasted glory, faith and feathers fill the sky

 

And when I sing the angels’ prayer a ladder drops down from the blue

Beside my pillow I declare I name this house for me and you

And when I taste the angels’ share, I’ll leave behind a glass or two

And when they tap and drain the barrel I will raise a glass to you

When they tap and drain the barrel I’ll raise glass to you

© 2019 by Steve Schuster Songs LLC (publisher)