Fallen angel ripped and bruised
Life is rude, treats you bad
Raise your eyes to star and sky
Take your dreams, your broken schemes
High above these streets of fire
Hollywood ain't paved with gold
It's just a trick of light
Sunset falls on stars of old
And blinds you with it's light
A spiders web of tangled lives
Lays stretched across the hills
From distances it's glistening
High above these streets of fire
Leave behind the mad desire
Where only fools find gold
High above these streets of fire
Leave behind the mad desire
Spread your wings another way
Find a better way, A better day