home of the saints burn down the walls
between spaces between
friends archaic angels pose in rows
and in my garden angels grow
Chorus:
they come inside only at night
interstatic sunbeams are the angels only storybook
they come inside only at night
interstatic sunbeams are the angels only storybook
Bridge:
friends
they don't bother wearing seat belts
to protect them from the wreck
D...
they've already died in the california demise