Closure Songtext
von The Armada

Santa Manto, a foolish friend
Where′s your bucket of gold?
Where's the riches? Tell me, where′s the fame?
And where's the angel you sold?

You're falling down, you′re falling down
You′re falling down, angel
You're falling down, you′re falling down
You're falling down, angel

I tried to tell you, I tried in vain
But you turned away from the past
You saw their lies, they tried to hypnotize
But I′m never coming down fast
I waited here so patiently
But now this time we must end
The winds have changed, my house is rearranged
And I've forgotten my friends


You′re falling down, you're falling down
You're falling down, angel
You′re falling down, you′re falling down
You're falling down, angel
Down in the ground, down in the ground
Down in the ground, angel
You′re falling down, you're falling down
You′re falling down, angel

If you see me somewhere
Have some sympathy and taste
Or may all your colors fade to black
I'm never coming, never coming back

Angel
You′re falling down, you're falling down
You're falling down, angel
You′re falling down, you′re falling down
You're falling down, angel
Down in the ground, down in the ground
Down in the ground, angel