Angels Fallen

Show me your religion and I'll give you mine Just couldn't face this morning now really I'm fine And tell me again how lucky we are Must've had a ball with no comebacks The kitchen and the coffee and a map of the world A little something grows where they fall down And tell me again you've got a nice face I get the idea and always Love like tiny mountains roll over me Just the kind of pressure I don't need And twenty of seeing with nothing to see To get an idea you might believe Well what makes all the difference What really makes it flow A little direction a little I know And angels on the rooftop staring out on the sky Another time maybe I could want you but I approach you in a hotel that doesn't have windows Hold hands and reflect, then he falls to seek she The kitchen and the coffee and the plan in my room Crosses and ice where angels fallen And tell me again how lucky I am Well I guess I had it coming Then what makes all the difference What really makes it flow A little direction, a little I know And angels on the rooftop staring at the sky I get the idea and picture of home And hearth I sat home And I'd just like Some breaks Some sights Won't talk Can't sleep at night With faith And autumn Half saved Half tastes Of sugar Of sugar