Angel Dust

(album: Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson – Messages (Anthology) - 2005)

He was grooving
and that was when he coulda sworn
the room was moving
But that was only in his mind
He was sailing
he never really seemed to notice
vision failing
'cause that was all part of the high
Sweat was pouring
he couldn't take it
The room was exploding
he might not make it.
Angel Dust Please, children would you listen.
Angel Dust Just ain't where it's at.
Angel Dust You won't remember what you're
missing, but down some dead end streets
there ain't no turning back.

They were standing
everybody in a circle
the whole family
listening to the preacher's words
Sis was crying
She alone held all the secrets
'bout his dying
tears falling to earth
Maybe her fault
He was so trusting
God only knew why
they was dustin'!
Angel Dust Please children would you listen.
Angel Dust Just ain't where it's at.
Angel Dust You won't remember what you're
missing, but down some dead end streets
there ain't no turning back.