How can it be?
We are losing ourselves...
And why can I not sleep
Underneath my own hell
When the daylight comes down
Oh, we are dying away
All I can say
When the band begins to play
Is, "No angel on my side."
And I will need you on my side
Can you hear them calling me?
In the rustic dawn of a thousand
Years goes by
And we never ask why
Take what you conceal
And breathe out through your bones
But speak to my ear
In the softest of tones
It can't set me down
Oh, we are dying away
All I can say
When the band begins to play
There's no angel on my side.
And I will need you on my side.
Can you hear them calling me?
In the rustic dawn of a thousand years...
Goes by...
All I can say
When the band begins to play
There's no angel on my side
And I will need you on my side...