Our secrets, you hid so well A time capsule the future will not find. And in the belly of a catacomb, a fuselage the future will not hide Swallowed by his pride. It’s like a mobile phone that can’t phone home. It’s an endless ringing, and it’s a silent drone. It’s a passenger, a messenger A hectic and hysterical inside They throw away our nation’s pride And caution to the wind Like bank notes in the bin. [2x] So make angels in the snow, love a little more Live with no regrets, for everything you do Because although the lights are on, there is no one home. And everything you are, everything you were, Everything you’ve been’s not everything you’ll be. You tell me I’m a grain of sand in an hour glass So throw me a land line, this is more like a land mine; Just one crossed wire, you’ll blow the floor beneath our feet And the houses of the million civilians Pre-packed with indifference inside. They throw away our nation’s pride And caution to the wind Like bank notes in the bin. [2x] So make angels in the snow, love a little more Live with no regrets, for everything you do Because although the lights are on, there is no one home. And everything you are, everything you were, Everything you’ve been’s not everything you’ll be. We’re really all the stars that burst in the universe Of our alienation. Well we’re such a long way from home. Let’s dance in this universe unknown. So make angels in the snow, love a little more Live with no regrets, for everything you do Because although the lights are on, there is no one home. And everything you are, everything you were, Everything you’ve been’s not everything you’ll be. We’re really all the stars that burst in the universe Of our alienation. [2x] So make angels in the snow, love a little more Live with no regrets, for everything you do Because although the lights are on, there is no one home. And everything you are, everything you were, Everything you’ve been’s not everything you’ll be. We’re really all the stars that burst in the universe Of our alienation.
Our secrets, you hid so well A time capsule the future will not find. And in the belly of a catacomb, a fuselage the future will not hide Swallowed by his pride. It’s like a mobile phone that can’t phone home. It’s an endless ringing, and it’s a silent drone. It’s a passenger, a messenger A hectic and hysterical inside They throw away our nation’s pride And caution to the wind Like bank notes in the bin. [2x] So make angels in the snow, love a little more Live with no regrets, for everything you do Because although the lights are on, there is no one home. And everything you are, everything you were, Everything you’ve been’s not everything you’ll be. You tell me I’m a grain of sand in an hour glass So throw me a land line, this is more like a land mine; Just one crossed wire, you’ll blow the floor beneath our feet And the houses of the million civilians Pre-packed with indifference inside. They throw away our nation’s pride And caution to the wind Like bank notes in the bin. [2x] So make angels in the snow, love a little more Live with no regrets, for everything you do Because although the lights are on, there is no one home. And everything you are, everything you were, Everything you’ve been’s not everything you’ll be. We’re really all the stars that burst in the universe Of our alienation. Well we’re such a long way from home. Let’s dance in this universe unknown. So make angels in the snow, love a little more Live with no regrets, for everything you do Because although the lights are on, there is no one home. And everything you are, everything you were, Everything you’ve been’s not everything you’ll be. We’re really all the stars that burst in the universe Of our alienation. [2x] So make angels in the snow, love a little more Live with no regrets, for everything you do Because although the lights are on, there is no one home. And everything you are, everything you were, Everything you’ve been’s not everything you’ll be. We’re really all the stars that burst in the universe Of our alienation.
