Makin' Angels

Ok, and for a start,

There was a craft sale of the heart...

Where things are made and things are sold

And returned into the gold from whence they came...

And I said I would come...

And you said you'd come too...

Hey, rock n roll's not through (yet)...

I'm sewing wings on This thing...

Every time I try to speak your language a new part of me lives...

So I said I would start something and you'd start something too...

Hey, rock n roll's not through (yet)...

I'm sewing wings on This thing...

How can we not be so territorial, when everyone's in love with the land?

So I said I would go there, and you said you'd go too...

Hey, rock n roll's not through (yet)...

I'm sewing wings on This thing...