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Track 9. Haunted by Angels

He left himself sleeping and slipped down the stair
Unwilling to waken his cynical mind
In the grey of the morning, the cold of the air
To seek what he longed for and dreaded to find

Strange yet familiar, the empty street stretching
To heights and to distances beyond his sight
The murmur of voices, the whisper of wings
At the edge of his vision a shimmer of light

Haunted by angels
He’s haunted by angels now
haunted by angels
See him run
with all heaven at his heels

A face in the glass that is not his reflection
Words in his mind that spring up unframed
The echo of footsteps that are not his own
The winner takes all at the end of this game

Haunted by angels....

So with stumbling feet and a pounding heartbeat
At the thoughts and conclusions you cannot but form
You run in the darkness, you run in the shadows
You run through the night but can’t outrun the dawn

When you’re haunted by angels
Haunted by angels now
Haunted by angels,
When you run
with all heaven at your heels

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