Falling Angels

Nitin Sawhney



it's a time for grwon up boys

to make a mess of prety things

to lose yourself and find

a peace in your good-bye

I lost my faith in you

to distant dreams of true

nothing here redemes me 

no angels to release me



[CHORUS]

unchain my falling angels 

unchain my falling angels

to chain me



the shadows burry me 

in rusty memories

hopes for inside

my angels call good-byes

you lost that photo-album smile

to memories fadded ,fadded,fading...

shall we fade child?



repeat CHORUS X2