The glitter of the Angels’ tears
Cry for something oh so dear
Here’s the mark of the Angels’ sobs
Think I might please the mob
I can hear the Angels’ weeping
Nothing else can I hear creeping

Through fire through pain
It’s dire this game
Can’t they cry for something better?

Through joke through play
I’ll choke this way
Can’t they sob for someone else?

Through hate through love
Take bait and shove
Can’t they weep for a nobler cause?

Keeping hopes soaring high
Touch the clouds brush the sky
Lasting journeys to distant lands
Counting days by the sands
Don’t look back to salty rain
Shield my wounds from this pain

Through fire through pain
It’s dire this game
Can’t the birds find a better place to fly?

Though joke through play
I’ll choke this way
Can’t the horizon end my travels?

Through hate through love
Take bait and shove
Can’t the wounds on my wrists heal?

Just as far as my eyes can see
Far enough for me to be
Out of touch and out of mind
No more crying this time
Stole my sense gone away
Nothing else for me to say…