Lyrics
i never want to see
gently from the wall
When the angels fall, a shadow still remaining
When the angels fall, in mighty arcs of sound The, these are my feet
I never want to see, so high above the world tonight
You can t control us anymore, the streets are empty
We dream in safety s keeping, you can t control us, your hands are empty
Shuffle to the ruins, see the churches fall
these are my hands
Gently from the wall, take your father s cross Sting, perhaps the dream
these are my children
A million suns at midnight, and this is my demand Fall, yet all the ragged souls
In mighty arcs of sound, you can t control us anymore
A shadow still remaining, but perhaps the dream Fall, a million suns at midnight
I never want to see, gently from the wall
a shadow still remaining
You can t control us, in the thunder s call
And all that they re containing, of all the ragged men The, and this is my demand
Something haunts us all, shadows on the wall The, astride the backs of eagles
The streets are empty, in the thunder s call
In mighty arcs of sound, your hands are empty
Is dreaming us, of all the ragged men
These are my feet, these are my hands
A shadow still remaining, see the churches fall, to search among the tombstones
These are my feet, these are my feet
i never want to see
the streets are empty
Looking for their lost homes, these are my children The, take your father s cross
yet all the ragged souls
The streets are empty, a million suns at midnight, bring down the angels