Michel W. Smith - Angels Unaware (Trilogy 3) Тексты
Maybe there's a light in my soul
Maybe it flickers like a neon sign outside an abandoned hotel
Maybe there are things you just can't know
But can you say there are no mysteries in the house you choose
to dwell
Maybe we are entertaining angels unaware
Maybe there's a place where we will fly
But some say God is dead like Nietzsche said and faith has made
me a fool
But maybe there is more than meets the eye
Who's that stranger there beside you? Don't be smug and don't be
cruel
Maybe we are entertaining angels unaware
Battles of the heart and of the mind
We stay caught in mental purgatory 'til our existence can be
defined
Meanwhile on the shores of parallel
There may be a holy conference held somewhere discussing all
mankind
Maybe we are entertaining angels unaware
I say maybe we are entertaining angels unaware
Angels unaware