A thousand angels banging on their chairs Why of all the lightnings was never that frightning Like cameras on flashing on the air And oh, after it would clear The wonders of the universe they seem so near I'd imagine all the things that I could be Anything except just being me And oh, the bells would start to wind Worst came to my head and I would start to sing
With the moon as the spotlight And the stars were the lighters in the air And the wind screaming loud sounding just like a choir And it's four hours already there
And life's a little colder Your told it's a record of your dreams I had the dream but couldn't find the key But oh, some nights I hear the strings These melodies I have to sing
With the moon as the spotlight And the stars were the lighters in the air And the wind screaming loud sounding just like a choir And it's four hours already there
With the moon as the spotlight And the stars were the lighters in the air And the wind screaming loud sounding just like a choir And it's four hours already there