There's a time for grown up boys

to make a mess of pretty things

to lose yourself and find

a piece in your goodbye



I lost my faith in you

to distant dreams of true

Nothing here redeems me

no angels to release me



I dream of falling angels

I dream of falling angels

touching me



A shadow's burried me

in rusty memories

hopes for inside

my angels called goodbye



you lost that photo album smile

to memories faded, faded..



I dream of falling angels

I dream of falling angels

touching me



I dream of falling angels

I dream of falling angels

touching me