waiting for that second chance
There's always some reason
And it's hard at the end of the day
Memories seep from my veins
Let me be empty, oh and weightless
And maybe I'll find some peace tonight
From this dark, cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you feel
You are pulled from the wreckage
You're in the arms of the angel
So tired of the straight line
There's vultures and thieves
The storm keeps on twisting
You keep on building the lights
You don't make no difference,
Oh, this glorious sadness
that brings me to my knees
In the arms of the angel,
From this dark, cold autumn
And the endlessness that you fear
You are home from the wreckage
You're in the arms of the angel