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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matt Nathanson
Matt Nathanson
Composer
Mark Weinberg
Mark Weinberg
Composer

Lyrics

You sounded so good on the phone All moved up and all moved on Me and gravity we never could agree But, I can almost see the sky When I need to I close my eyes You're the only thing that's worth holding on to Angel you sing about beautiful things And all I wanna do is believe But I traded my dreams for this mess of memories And they just stopped working for me I'm not a monster, I believe Like a liar would believe Helps me navigate the wooden smiles, the raging sea All my heroes pull their heads Like a fighter would I guess No one ever really likes getting older Angel you sing about beautiful things And all I want to do is believe But, I traded my dreams for this mess of memories And they just stopped working for me
Writer(s): Mark Weinberg, Matt Nathanson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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