So high above the world tonight
the angels watch us sleeping
and underneath a bridge of stars
we dream in safety's keeping
but perhaps the dream is dreaming us
soaring with the seagulls
but perhaps the dream is dreaming us
astride the backs of eagles
when the angels fall
shadows on the wall
in the thunder's call
something haunts us all
when the angels fall
when the angels fall
Take your father's cross gently from the wall
the shadow still remaining
see the churches fall, in mighty arcs of sound
and all that they're containing
yet all the ragged souls of all the ragged men
looking for their lost homes
shuffle to the ruins from the levelled plain
to search among the tombstones
when the angels fall
shadows on the wall
in the thunder's call
something haunts us all
when the angels fall
when the angels fall
when the angels fall
These are my feet
these are my hands
these are my children
and this is my demand
bring down the angels
cast them from my sight
i never want to see
a million suns at midnight
your hands are empty, the streets are empty
you can't control us, you can't control us anymore
when the angels fall
when the angels fall