Raphael Lyrics - Singles - Blumenfeld Hugh

In the cool hour of the evening 

The garden gold and breathing 

My lover at my hand 

Two virgins in the land 

and angels on the wing 

descending as they sing, 

"Raphael, oh Raphael" 

O how it made you warm 

To see my lover's form 

Who'd think a human touch 

Could make an angel blush 

and you'd leave grudgingly 

as if you envied me, 

Raphael. 

You'd linger just to talk 

For hours as we'd walk 

Your feet burned on the hills 

you never had your fill 

Was it you who brought us fire 

On your wings of desire, 

Raphael? 

And when the earth grew cold 

the vision would not hold 

heaven closed its doors 

we never see you anymore 

and our voices fill the air 

like a table or a chair, 

Raphael. 

But I swear there's still an ember 

of paradise remembered 

a certain shade of blue 

the nakedness we knew 

and I wonder if you keep 

the feel of grass beneath your feet 

and when you seraphim embrace 

now, does the blood rise in your face 

Raphael? 

Oh, Raphael, Raphael. 

Copyright 1995, Hugh Blumenfeld / Hydrogen Jukebox Music