Angel Songtext
von David Clayton‐Thomas

Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
And 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
Memory seeps 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, 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, keeps building the lie
That you make up for all that you lack
And 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 the angel
Fly away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are torn from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find, may you find some comfort here

You′re in the arms of the angel
May you find, may you find some comfort here
Some comfort here
Oh, may you find some comfort here
Some comfort here
Some comfort here