Broken Angel

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Liner Notes: Track 11: Broken Angel © Roberta Pescow 

Lead Vocals: Roberta Pescow

Backing Vocals: Jim Baldessari 

Guitar, Piano, Bass, Drums: Jim Baldessari

Concert Flute: Special Guest Margo Kalogera

Plinking Piano: Roberta Pescow 

Instrumental Arrangement: Jim Baldessari

"...During my scary, bizarre divorce, Jim gave me a beautiful angel pin for strength. I wore it all the time, and when it was pinned to my sweatshirt, it accidentally went through the laundry and one of the wings broke off. It just looked so sad, but I suddenly realized I kind of liked it better that way. Who gets through life without getting beat up like that in some way? And yet, what doesn't get taken away is our ability to love, to give, to be angels for one another, broken though we may be..."--Roberta

In this place of things discarded

Shards of glass, and old crushed cans

Stands an angel, with one wing sheared off

No more to fly across this land

With eyes on mile-high piles of snow

Caked with soot and sand

Dark clouds tremble as the sun falls

Into my angel’s open hand

Broken Angel, Broken Angel

Walk beside me; take my hand

Who among us comes through unbroken?

I think my angel understands

I am guided, I am grateful

I’m inspired where I stand

I have seen tears stirred into laughter

By those alchemistic hands

And I’d not trade this angel

For a thousand more unscathed

Nothing flawless could be more perfect

No other love could fill this space

Broken Angel, Broken Angel

Walk beside me; take my hand

Who among us comes through unbroken?

I think my angel understands

In this place of things discarded

Damaged hearts and shattered minds

Stands an angel, roughed up and grounded

Who pours heaven though his eyes

Broken Angel, Broken Angel

Walk beside me; take my hand

Who among us comes through unbroken?

I think my angel understands