Twelve-Eight Angel

Midnight and autumn leaves are turning brown night light i look to find you not around and the wind blows scorn into the face of fools who break hearts & turn their back on love that's true But i don't want to forget the little things you do god knows i never meant to be untrue now i'm waiting for the day you'll be back in my arms to stay As an angel of mercy falls from above they get torn apart by the things they love god knows look at where i've ended up in a pack of wild sinners searching for a holy cup Horoscope i read it in the evening news as morning broke i pulled it from the refuse on my way home and in the great grey city dawn a warning rung in my head with a fire alarm it said, "alright, you've been treating this as a dress rehearsal for life" the time for a complete reversal is tonight i put away childish things and telephoned long distance and it rings rings rings As an angel of mercy falls from above they get torn apart by the things they love god knows look at where i've ended up in a pack of wild sinners searching for a holy cup in a pack of wild sinners searching for a holy cup