| Lyrics:Sting Music:Sting | |
| So high above the world tonight | |
| The angels watch us sleeping | |
| And underneath a bridge of stars | |
| We dream in safety's keeping | |
| But perhaps the dream is dreaming us | |
| Soaring with the seagulls | |
| But perhaps the dream is dreaming us | |
| Astride the backs of eagles | |
| When the angels fall | |
| Shadows on the wall | |
| In the thunder's call | |
| Something haunts us all | |
| When the angels fall | |
| When the angels fall | |
| Take your father's cross gently from the wall | |
| The shadow still remaining | |
| See the churches fall, in mighty arcs of sound | |
| And all that they're containing | |
| Yet all the ragged souls of all the ragged men | |
| Looking for their lost homes | |
| Shuffle to the ruins from the levelled plain | |
| To search among the tombstones | |
| When the angels fall | |
| Shadows on the wall | |
| In the thunder's call | |
| Something haunts us all | |
| When the angels fall | |
| When the angels fall | |
| When the angels fall | |
| These are my feet | |
| These are my hands | |
| These are my children | |
| And this is my demand | |
| Bring down the angels | |
| Cast them from my sight | |
| I never want to see | |
| A million suns at midnight | |
| Your hands are empty, the streets are empty | |
| You can't control us, you can't control us anymore | |
| When the angels fall | |
| When the angels fall |
| Lyrics: Sting Music: Sting | |
| So high above the world tonight | |
| The angels watch us sleeping | |
| And underneath a bridge of stars | |
| We dream in safety' s keeping | |
| But perhaps the dream is dreaming us | |
| Soaring with the seagulls | |
| But perhaps the dream is dreaming us | |
| Astride the backs of eagles | |
| When the angels fall | |
| Shadows on the wall | |
| In the thunder' s call | |
| Something haunts us all | |
| When the angels fall | |
| When the angels fall | |
| Take your father' s cross gently from the wall | |
| The shadow still remaining | |
| See the churches fall, in mighty arcs of sound | |
| And all that they' re containing | |
| Yet all the ragged souls of all the ragged men | |
| Looking for their lost homes | |
| Shuffle to the ruins from the levelled plain | |
| To search among the tombstones | |
| When the angels fall | |
| Shadows on the wall | |
| In the thunder' s call | |
| Something haunts us all | |
| When the angels fall | |
| When the angels fall | |
| When the angels fall | |
| These are my feet | |
| These are my hands | |
| These are my children | |
| And this is my demand | |
| Bring down the angels | |
| Cast them from my sight | |
| I never want to see | |
| A million suns at midnight | |
| Your hands are empty, the streets are empty | |
| You can' t control us, you can' t control us anymore | |
| When the angels fall | |
| When the angels fall |
| Lyrics: Sting Music: Sting | |
| So high above the world tonight | |
| The angels watch us sleeping | |
| And underneath a bridge of stars | |
| We dream in safety' s keeping | |
| But perhaps the dream is dreaming us | |
| Soaring with the seagulls | |
| But perhaps the dream is dreaming us | |
| Astride the backs of eagles | |
| When the angels fall | |
| Shadows on the wall | |
| In the thunder' s call | |
| Something haunts us all | |
| When the angels fall | |
| When the angels fall | |
| Take your father' s cross gently from the wall | |
| The shadow still remaining | |
| See the churches fall, in mighty arcs of sound | |
| And all that they' re containing | |
| Yet all the ragged souls of all the ragged men | |
| Looking for their lost homes | |
| Shuffle to the ruins from the levelled plain | |
| To search among the tombstones | |
| When the angels fall | |
| Shadows on the wall | |
| In the thunder' s call | |
| Something haunts us all | |
| When the angels fall | |
| When the angels fall | |
| When the angels fall | |
| These are my feet | |
| These are my hands | |
| These are my children | |
| And this is my demand | |
| Bring down the angels | |
| Cast them from my sight | |
| I never want to see | |
| A million suns at midnight | |
| Your hands are empty, the streets are empty | |
| You can' t control us, you can' t control us anymore | |
| When the angels fall | |
| When the angels fall |