Spend all your time waitin'
For that second chance;
The break that would make it okay.
There's always some reason
To feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day.
I need some distraction.
Oh, beautiful release.
Memories seep through my veins
That may be empty,
Oh, and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight.
I'm in the arms of the angel.
Fly away from here.
From this dark, cold hotel room
And the endless nights that you fear.
You were born from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie.
You're in the arms of the angel.
May you find some comfort here.
So tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back.
The storm keeps on twistin'.
Keep on buildin' the life
That you make up for all that you lack.
Don't make no difference.
Escape one last time.
It's easier to believe
Then this sweet madness.
Oh, this glorious sadness
That brings me to my knees.
In the arms of the angel.
Fly away from here.
From this dark, cold hotel room
And the endless nights that you fear.
You were born from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie.
You're in the arms of the angel.
May you find some comfort here.
You're in the arms of the angel.
May you find some comfort here.
For that second chance;
The break that would make it okay.
There's always some reason
To feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day.
I need some distraction.
Oh, beautiful release.
Memories seep through my veins
That may be empty,
Oh, and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight.
I'm in the arms of the angel.
Fly away from here.
From this dark, cold hotel room
And the endless nights that you fear.
You were born from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie.
You're in the arms of the angel.
May you find some comfort here.
So tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back.
The storm keeps on twistin'.
Keep on buildin' the life
That you make up for all that you lack.
Don't make no difference.
Escape one last time.
It's easier to believe
Then this sweet madness.
Oh, this glorious sadness
That brings me to my knees.
In the arms of the angel.
Fly away from here.
From this dark, cold hotel room
And the endless nights that you fear.
You were born from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie.
You're in the arms of the angel.
May you find some comfort here.
You're in the arms of the angel.
May you find some comfort here.
Sarah McLaughlin
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