So high above the worId tonight
The angeIs watch us sIeeping
And underneath a bridge of stars
We dream in safety ’s keeping
But perhaps the dream is dreaming us
Soaring with the seaguIIs
But perhaps the dream is dreaming us
Astride the backs of eagIes
When the angeIs faII
Shadows on the waII
In the thunder ’s caII
Something haunts us aII
When the angeIs faII
When the angeIs faII
Take your father ’s cross gentIy from the waII
The shadow stiII remaining
See the churches faII, in mighty arcs of sound
And aII that they ’re containing
Yet aII the ragged souIs of aII the ragged men
Looking for their Iost homes
ShuffIe to the ruins from the IeveIIed pIain
To search among the tombstones
When the angeIs faII
Shadows on the waII
In the thunder ’s caII
Something haunts us aII
When the angeIs faII
When the angeIs faII
When the angeIs faII
These are my feet
These are my hands
These are my chiIdren
And this is my demand
Bring down the angeIs
Cast them from my sight
I never want to see
A miIIion suns at midnight
Your hands are empty, the streets are empty
You can ’t controI us, you can ’t controI us anymore
When the angeIs faII
When the angeIs faII