Crayon Angels

	作词 : Sill
	Are slightly out of tune
	But I'm sure
	I'm not to blame
	Nothing's happened but
	I think it will soon
	So I sit here waiting for
	GodAnd a train to the
	Astral plane
	Magic rings
	I madeHave turned my finger green
	And my mystic roses died
	Guess reality is not as it seems
	So I sit here hoping for truth
	And a ride to the other side
	Phony prophets stole the only light
	I knewAnd the darkness softly screamed
	Holy visions disappeared from my view
	But the angels come back and laugh in my dreams

	zuò cí : Sill
	Are slightly out of tune
	But I' m sure
	I' m not to blame
	Nothing' s happened but
	I think it will soon
	So I sit here waiting for
	GodAnd a train to the
	Astral plane
	Magic rings
	I madeHave turned my finger green
	And my mystic roses died
	Guess reality is not as it seems
	So I sit here hoping for truth
	And a ride to the other side
	Phony prophets stole the only light
	I knewAnd the darkness softly screamed
	Holy visions disappeared from my view
	But the angels come back and laugh in my dreams