For The Littlest Angels (Inspired By One Who Got Away) Songtext
von Darkside NYC

I′m feeling overwhelmed; I can't seem to get ahead
No progress has been made; my sense of dread even more widespread
Last Christmas... it wasn′t so great
Never got around to buying that extra stocking, and now I guess it's too late

We had names picked out; everything was going fine
But something went seriously wrong, and now we're going out of our fucking minds
I don′t what′s worse: the grief that we repress...
Or the fact that people won't stop giving their goddamned condolences


Well I tried to get by...
The hardest thing I had to face: a pride and joy I′ll never embrace

Perhaps we made the announcement too soon
But how were we supposed to guess? And now we're stressed and guilt-consumed
Maybe we just need some time alone to cry, regroup and lick our wounds
There′s nothing sadder than a death-filled womb

How was anyone to presume? I guess there'll be no baby boom...

If you would have stuck it out-delivery might have sucked...
But to end up in our loving arms, life wouldn′t be so rough


I believe in karma (and) everything happens for a reason
Intellectually I'm cool, but emotionally I'm reeling
Still struggling to figure out how to memorialize our lost angel