Well I guess you left me with some feathers in my hand

Did it make it any easier to leave me where I stand?

I guess there might not be too many who would stand beside you now

Where'd you come from? Where am I going?

Why'd you leave me 'till I'm only good for...



Waiting for you

All my sins...

I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you

All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming



Every night these silhouettes appear above my head

Little angels of the silences that climb into my bed and whisper

Every time I fall asleep Every time I dream