Angels Of The Silences - (Storytellers)

Did it make it any easier to leave me where I stand
I guess there might not be too many who would stand beside you now
Where’d you come come from
Where am I going
Why’d you leave us 'till we’re only good for
Waiting for you
All my sins, yeah
I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you
And all my innocence is just wasted on the dead and dreaming
Every night these silhouettes appear above my head
Some little angels of the silences, that climb into my bed and whisper
Every time I fall asleep
And every time I dream
Did you come
Would you lie
Why’d you leave me 'till I’m only good for
Waiting for you
All my sins, yeah
I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you
And all my innocence is just wasted on the dead and dreaming
Well, I dream of Michelangelo, when I’m lying in my bed
And the angels hang above my head and read me like an open book
And suck my blood, break my nerve and offer me their arms
Well, I will not be an enemy of anything
I’ll only stand here
Waiting for you
All my sins, yeah
I said that I would pay for them if I could come back tot you
And all my innocence is just wasted on the dead and dreaming
I’m gone, I’m gone
I’m gone, I’m gone
I’m gone, I’m gone
I’m gone, I’m gone
I’m gone