In the arms of an angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold
hotel room
and the endlessness
that you feel
you are pulled from
the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms
of an angel
may u find some comfort
there...
So tired of the straight
line
and everywhere u turned
there's vultures and
thieves at your back
and the storm keeps
on twisting
you keep on building
the lies
that you make up for
all that you lack
it don't make no difference
escaping one last
time
it's easier to believe
in this sweet madness
oh this glorious sadness
that brings me to
my knees...
In the arms of an angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold
hotel room
and the endlessness
that you feel
you are pulled from
the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms
of an angel
may you find some
comfort there...
* note... notice that this is the copy sent out during graduation...i have painstakingly typed every single painful word, and now my keyboard is like... about to disintegrate, considering all the tears that have drenched the poor thing wet. soaking wet. ;-)