Our secrets, you hid so well A time capsule the future will not find And in the belly of a catacomb, a fuselage the future will not hide Swallowed by his pride
It's like a mobile phone that can't phone home It's an endless ringing, and it's a silent drone It's a passenger, a messenger A hectic and hysterical inside They throw away our nation's pride And caution to the wind Like bank notes in the bin
So make angels in the snow, love a little more Live with no regrets, for everything you do Because although the lights are on, there is no one home And everything you are, everything you were Everything you've been's not everything you'll be
You tell me I'm a grain of sand in an hour glass So throw me a land line, this is more like a land mine Just one crossed wire, you'll blow the floor Beneath our feet
And the houses of the million civilians Pre-packed with indifference inside They throw away our nation's pride And caution to the wind Like bank notes in the bin
So make angels in the snow, love a little more Live with no regrets, for everything you do Because although the lights are on, there is no one home And everything you are, everything you were Everything you've been's not everything you'll be We're really all the stars that burst in the universe Of our alienation
Well we're such a long way from home Let's dance in this universe unknown
So make angels in the snow, love a little more Live with no regrets, for everything you do Because although the lights are on, there is no one home And everything you are, everything you were Everything you've been's not everything you'll be We're really all the stars that burst in the universe Of our alienation
So make angels in the snow, love a little more Live with no regrets, for everything you do Because although the lights are on, there is no one home And everything you are, everything you were Everything you've been's not everything you'll be We're really all the stars that burst in the universe Of ou alienation
Compositores: Phillip Titus (Morning Parade), Chad Thomas (Morning Parade), Benjamin Giddings (Morning Parade), Andrew Hayes, Stephen Sparrow ECAD: Obra #10114897