Angel (live 23-09-98)

Sarah Mclachlan & Sin閍d O'Connor

You spend all your time

for that second chance

For the break that will make it okay

There's always some reason

to feel not good enough

And it's hard in the end of the day

I need some distraction

or a beautiful release

Memories seep from my vein

Let me be empty

oh and weightless and maybe

I'll find some peace tonight

In the arms of the Angel

far away from here

From this dark, cold hotel room,

and the endlessness that you feel

You are pulled from the wreckage

of your silent reveries

You're in the arms of the Angel

may you find some comfort there

So tired of the straight line,

and everywhere you turn

There's vultures and thieves at your back

But the storm keeps on twisting,

you keep on building the lies that you

make up for all that you lack

You don't make no difference,

escape one last time

It's easier to believe

In this sweet madness,

oh this glorious sadness

That brings me onto my knees

In the arms of the Angel

far away from here

From this dark, cold hotel room,

and the endlessness that you feel

You are pulled from the wreckage

of your silent reveries

You're in the arms of the Angel

may you find some comfort there

You're in the arms of the Angel

maybe you find some comfort there