Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Angels and Saints

Here in the sun in the snow in the rain
There is a voice repeating the same
Words about how my life will end
Singing them over and over again

And when they speak I feel calm
And when they sing sing along

Within my life there's no chance to escape
Walking around with a foot in the grave
They'll come along just in time to sing their song

Floating in darkness and timeless so small
Life came along and ruined it all
Over and over and over again they call

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