The Scalpel In The Monkey Paw (Fade)

[Intro] [fingerpicked acoustic guitar, syncopated pattern] [Verse 1] [breathy female vocals enter] There are angels in the sky Flying high above the city Some of them are glowing A sweet translucent blue Some are darker, some are reddish Some the purple of a plum The fruit before the bloom gets brushed away [Instrumental Break] [acoustic guitar continues, electric bass enters with melodic slides, light percussion] [Verse 2] Rachel shakes her head but nothing settles Her hand searches through the pocket of the thin fawn cotton jacket That she's taken from the girl who squealed too loudly, died so quickly But there's nothing in the pocket [Chorus] [fuller arrangement, drums enter with steady backbeat] But lint and dust and shame If she had her scalpel Or her monkey paw [clean electric guitar swells] [Verse 3] [ambient synth pads enter] The cyan cat leaps down Raking her shoulder, ripping through the light thin cotton of the jacket Kicking with her back claws, knifing through the cloth Rachel's finger touches her bare shoulder Through the hole in the cotton Comes away bloodied from the cat scratch, scratch, scratch Rachel licks her fingertip Lips turning up a little in the fashion of a smile Now she has something better Than her scalpel or her monkey paw [Outro] [vocalizing: mmm-mmm] She blows a tiny kiss up into the air And in that moment Every angel in the blue sky One after the other Starts to fall They fall like the birds that fly beneath the power lines They hit the rooftops with a sound like straw They tumble silent down into the backstreets Lost from view [Chorus] This is what she wanted This is what they needed This is the scalpel And the monkey paw This is the scalpel And the monkey paw [music fades out with acoustic guitar and ambient swells]