Bring Home the Angels

This is how it starts
Ghostly ecchoes carried by the wind
Moonless skies keeps steel from shimmering
Rivers running cold through barren lands
Black water carries man

And this is how it feels
Like summer sun when it burns into my eyes
So dark, so deep and then the clear blue skies
Like the sound of metal 'gainst the bone
And you're all alone

Bring Home the Angels
'Cause tonight The rain comes too soon

And this is how it ends
The final hour's near and you were bound to me
A shapeless heart as faithless as can be
But soon we will rise above it all
After the fall



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Hugo Lorentzen, Per Oyvind Johansen
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