When everything around here seems so distorted
that a shadow army haunts me down
memories will warm a hopeful place of heart
when I don't know who I am at all.
I want to lie in the lightning of the stars,
play in the moss for a while
use the glow of the northern lights
to light our way
Down below torn to shreds
is everything that fell into my lap
Is there a place for angels in the human world
that roams around in an eternal path
You were my enthusiasm and my wishing shrine
my ray of sun in the night, too
but it is weak, it is weak, my dear hope
good guardian spirits sleep peacefully
Down below torn to shreds
is everything that fell into my lap
Is there a place for angels in the human world
that circles around in an eternal path
that roams
that roams
Down below torn to shreds
is everything that fell into my lap
Is there a place for angels in the human world
that circles around in an eternal path