the angels are kissing all the snakesnand all the different sounds they makeneach sound it makes another colournwhich halos round the serpent mothernthey coil around their arms like braceletsnand all the snakes are smilingnnthe snakes are kissing all the angelsnand in their wings they're getting tangledntickling shiny tails of coppernnot even god would want to stop hernlaughing from their tiny tonguesnthe angels all are smilingnnhey hey hellonthe the tangled angelsnakedancendidn't you know that they are best of friends?nthe angels taught the snakes to flynand the serpents got the angels highnand you can seek the reason whynbut wouldn't you rather dance?nnnow as the sun goes down on riversnit's fire courts the water, kiss hernthis angel whispers lucky kissesnto you, the snake, that charmed her wishesnand you can throw them to the skynbut wouldn't you rather dance?nnthere is no good or evilnthere is no right or wrongnthere's younand i