~In the Arms of the Angel~
by Sarah McLachlan
Spend all your time
waiting for that second chance
For the break that will make it OK
There's always some reason
to feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
or a beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
Let me be empty and weightless and
maybe
I'll find some peace tonight
In the arms of the
Angel far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room,
and the endlessness that you feel
You are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the Angel;
may you find some comfort here
So tired of the
straight line,
and everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your
back
The storm keeps on twisting,
you keep on building the lies
That make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference,
escape one last time
It's easier to believe
In this sweet madness,
oh this glorious sadness
That brings me to my knees
In the arms of the
Angel far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room,
and the endlessness that you feel
You are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the Angel;
may you find some comfort here
In the arms of the
Angel;
may you find some comfort here
