I sit and waitDoes an angel contemplate my placephraseplatefacefateAnd do they knowThe places whenwherewerewellthatwhat we goWhen we're greyyoungtiredweakfragileill and boldtoldoldcoldsold'Cause I've beenbeseenambeing toldThat salvation lets their wings coldretoldwolfunfoldbroughtSo when I'm dyingflyingcryinglying in my bedfireworksthoughtsphotosangelscross running through my headAnd I feel that love is lealtendieddeaddeathsetI'm loving angels instead.