[ti:Angel]
[ar:Sarah McLachlan]
[al:]
[by:Mop]
[t_time:(03:43)]
[offset:500]
[00:00.00]Mop(Q:68748942)
[00:03.72]Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
[00:12.45]For the break that will make it OK
[00:17.60]There always some reason to feel not good enough
[00:25.16]And it hard at the end of the day
[00:30.00]I need some distraction or a beautiful release
[00:37.03]Memories seep from my veins
[00:42.27]Let me be empty and weightless and maybe
[00:49.45]l find some peace tonight
[00:55.15]In the arms of the Angel far away from here
[01:06.92]From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you feel
[01:18.90]You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
[01:31.63]You are in the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here
[01:55.93]So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn
[02:03.99]There vultures and thieves at your back
[02:08.41]The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies
[02:15.76]That make up for all that you lack
[02:21.04]It dont make no difference, escape one last time
[02:27.46]It easier to believe
[02:33.31]In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness
[02:40.30]That brings me to my knees
[02:45.83]In the arms of the Angel far away from here
[02:57.81]From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you feel
[03:10.08]You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
[03:22.15]You are in the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here
[03:42.12]In the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here
Mop(Q:68748942)