What did you mean 'there's too many angels here'?
Is it the sweet ones that keep you here
Or did you mean that everyone you love is already gone, too early?
Whatever you mean I came to mine and realized that it's all fake 
But I love to dream and to feel everything

Come up, come up
It's so hard to love when you know how it goes
Come up, come up
Waves of pleasure, waves of control
And the waves run their course, turn into foam
They start with a roar and then it's back home
Come up

It's at the shows I feel so alive
And otherwise there's a craving so bright
Well, my friend, with not many words
But it's just as well 'cause what are they for
You see through me, you make me quiet
You know all the words so why should I hide it
When love starts up you can't escape
You run and you hide, duck under the waves

Come up, come up
And when you do, it's there to greet you
Come up, come up
Water and sand and fish all around you
Come up