So they came into being

Under a dying sun

Better angels of our nature

A job well done?

Don't under the surface

Lying dead but dreaming

Better angels of our natures

'twas a dream worth dreaming...



When all our wisdom has faded

All is said and done

Our good intentions are jaded, jaded

And all hope is done

For the better angels



So the seagulls landed

On a dying shore

And all our hopes were stranded

Growing faint to the core

Yet the city's breathing

Forever dead but dreaming

Better angels of our nature

'twas a dream worth dreaming...



Let us pray for our better angels...