So high above the world tonight

The angels watch us sleeping

And underneath a bridge of stars

We dream in safety’s keeping



But perhaps the dream

Is dreaming us

Soaring with the seagulls

Perhaps the dream

Is dreaming us

Astride the backs of eagles



When the angels fall

Shadows on the wall

In the thunder’s call

Something haunts us all

When the angels fall



Take your father’s cross

Gently from the wall

A shadow still remaining

See the churches fall

In mighty arcs of sound

And all that they’re containing



Yet all the ragged souls

Of all the ragged men

Looking for their lost homes

Shuffle to the ruins

From the leveled plain

To search among the tombstones



When the angels fall

Shadows on the wall

In the thunder’s call

Something haunts us all

When the angels fall



These are my feet

These are my hands

These are my children

And this is my demand

Bring down the angels

Cast them from my sight

I never want to see

A million suns at midnight



Your hands are empty

The streets are empty

You can’t control us

You can’t control us anymore



When the angels fall

When the angels fall