All His Angels Testo

the boat is coming in to meet you, floating like a big white balloon. Though it feels more like a burden, it❝ll never catch you, so please just wait for me now, the sugar trains on the route. I cannot roll much faster. I see an old man laying on the tracks his face is all black from the frost. This is how I know we❝ve lost. Keep singing for the stumbling young Andy; for how she don❝t care. It jabs through his holes and busts all his angels as they float up the stairs and out the door. The plane is diving in to catch you, sailing like a big white balloon; though he looks more like a missile in his army green and ironed suit. Oh please just wait for me now, the sugar trains on the route. I cannot roll much faster, I see a young girl lying on the tracks. Her hair is all tangled in knots; this is how I know we❝ve lost. Keep singing for the stumbling young Andy; for how she don❝t care. It jabs through his holes and busts all his angels as they float up the stairs and out the door. So wait for me. With you I❝ll dream. To set us free. Into harmony.