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they come down here below

If the pearly gates were closed this morning
Would there be angels here tonight
And would they live their lives among us
and true
He keeps sending me angels
Just like you
As I stand on this mountain
Face to the wind
Amazed by the number of times
You go and sin
is weak,
Can't hold back the demons
The blood pours as rain 
And soon you'll be alone

Descending angel
Stand by my side
We'll face the night
angels,
Sweet and true
He keeps sending me angels,
Just... like... you...
As I stand on this mountain
Face to the wind,
Amazed by the number of times
Rings out to awaken the echoes
And tell us the morning has come.
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Rings out to awaken the echoes
And tell us the morning has come.
Cho:
Recorded by Clancys, Patrick Galvin
Filename[ MENWEST
Play.exe ROSINBOW
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to Bates quick
Rippin' out braids with bare hands amazes
The crowd, go crazy, hands raised, I'm laced with
Swag by the eighth in case you wanna taste it
Rings out to awaken the echoes
And tell us the morning has come.
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Recorded by Clancys, Patrick Galvin
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She still finds me something when there's nothing there

Saints alive and saints be praised
Angels dwell among us still these days

For the crooked
Demons among us awake upon a 
Heartfelt emotion painful erosion 
Obsessed beyond addiction no where to hide 
The spiritual affliction the stupid
Lurking among us, attracted by blood, hating the world for its
Love of a god, anciently ordered a soldier for death, stomping
On Christians
paying my rent every day in the tower of song

I said to Hank Williams, "How lonely does it get?"
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
But I hear him
She still finds me something when there's nothing there.

Saints alive and Saints be praised
Angels dwell among us still these days

For
It's seventh heaven because there are angels all around,
Among my frivolous thoughts,
I believe there are beautiful things seen by the astronauts.
So
paying my rent every day
Oh in the tower of song
I said to hank Williams, how lonely does it get?
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
But I hear him
the Angel of Death passing by.
Demons among us
Awake upon a
Heartfelt emotion
Painful erosion

Obsessed beyond addiction no where to hide
The spiritual afflicition the stupid kind
Angel of beauty
Angel of the spirit
Come down and walk among us
Let the spirit die within you
Shed your ties to God
Shed your holy grace
Come
paying my rent every day in the tower of song

I said to Hank Williams, "How lonely does it get?"
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
But I hear him
paying my rent every day
Oh in the Tower of Song
I said to Hank Williams: how lonely does it get?
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
But I hear him
my rent every day in the Tower of Song

I said to Hank Williams, how lonely does it get?
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
But I hear him coughing all
paying my rent every day in the tower of song

I said to Hank Williams, "How lonely does it get?"
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
But I hear him
Within us, for us



It will be like an angel

And it will fly

Among the clouds of the sunset

It will fall asleep

With a chant in the soul
He sits among the rest, buried in his seat. the clatter of the crowd is drowning out his speech. he turns to look at us, a mirror burned in deep. he
my rent every day in the Tower of Song

I said to Hank Williams, how lonely does it get?
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
But I hear him coughing all