Thursday, January 22, 2015


"Angel" by Sarah McLachlan (1997). 

Spend all your time waiting 
For that second chance,
For a break that would make it okay. 
There's always some reason
To feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day.
I need some distraction, 
Oh, beautiful release, 
Memories seep from my veins. 
Let me be empty and weightless
And maybe I'll find some peace tonight. 

In the arms of the angel, 
Fly away from here.
From this dark, cold hotel room,
And the endlessness that you fear. 
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie. 
You're in the arms of the angel,
May you find some comfort here. 

So tired of the straight line,
And everywhere you turn
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.


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