Falling Angels — текст песни (Nitin Sawhney)

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