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 |