With An Angel's Embrace - (March 21st 1998)
Written by / copyright - Greg Jones

Wings of Guardian Angel embrace me
Hold me close and warm my heart
Dance through constellations of joy and wonder
Although throughout life we've been worlds apart
Take my hands, and over valley's we'll fly
Arms stretched out with anticipation
Weeping tears with gratitude of the love
In this whirlwind emotion of celebration
Move with the rhythm of a thousand drums
Embrace my spirit of creativity
Reflect the sounds of a lonely heart
Release my pain in all it's intensity

I will wear the clothing of the many nations
Learn cultures with interest and gratification
Adore all the kids; help the sick and the dying
Continue the hope and never stop trying
Loving the unloved who embrace me unending
I'll deliver with kindness this service on which they're depending
And in all of that time I'll be strengthened in glee
As my guardian angel is embracing me

Angel Tears - (March 29th 1998)
Written by / copyright - Greg Jones

I waited for the phone-call that she did not return
She told me that love had left me, and that her love I had to earn
I stood there still in the rain with warm tears running down my face
I had never felt more empty or heartbroken now than in any other place
My friends they tried to help me and invite me along everywhere
Then over time they just lost interest, and had no conscious thought to care
I stood there still in the rain, and the warm tears ran down my face
Here again my heart was broken, for there was no real love here in this place
I wept like a child that had lost his favourite toy
Yet no-one stopped, neither here or there, to help the little boy
His crying, so familiar, it is the pain that we all can't bear to hear
Somebody please stop and wipe away his falling angel tears

Angel tears are the most innocent of all
From his young blue eyes they gather and they fall
They take away some of the hurt, they cool the bitter pain
Maybe these beautiful angel tears are cleansing like the rain?

I'm standing soaking in the rain, warm tears run down my face
Are these the angel tears that will bring me back to my rightful place?