Angels Fallen

Show me your religion and I'll give you mine
Just couldn't face this morning now really I'm fine
And tell me again how lucky we are
Must've had a ball with no comebacks

The kitchen and the coffee and a map of the world
A little something grows where they fall down
And tell me again you've got a nice face
I get the idea and always

Love like tiny mountains roll over me
Just the kind of pressure I don't need
And twenty of seeing with nothing to see
To get an idea you might believe
Well what makes all the difference
What really makes it flow
A little direction a little I know
And angels on the rooftop staring out on the sky
Another time maybe I could want you but

I approach you in a hotel that doesn't have windows
Hold hands and reflect, then he falls to seek she

The kitchen and the coffee and the plan in my room
Crosses and ice where angels fallen
And tell me again how lucky I am
Well I guess I had it coming
Then what makes all the difference
What really makes it flow
A little direction, a little I know
And angels on the rooftop staring at the sky
I get the idea and picture of home

And hearth
I sat home
And I'd just like
Some breaks
Some sights
Won't talk
Can't sleep at night
With faith
And autumn
Half saved
Half tastes
Of sugar
Of sugar