Strange Angels

They say that heaven is like TV
A perfect little world
That doesn’t really need you
And everything there
Is made of light
And the days keep going by Here they come Here they come
Here they come.
Well it was one of those days larger than life
When your friends came to dinner
And they stayed the night
And then they cleaned out the refrigerator —
They ate everything in sight
And then they stayed up in the living room
And they cried all night
Strange angels — singing just for me Old stories — they’re haunting me This is nothing
Like I thought it would be.
Well I was out in my four door
With the top down.
And I looked up and there they were:
Millions of tiny teardrops
Just sort of hanging there
And I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry
And I said to myself:
What next big sky?
Strange angels — singing just for me Their spare change falls on top of me Rain falling Falling all over me All over me Strange angels — singing just for me Old Stories — they’re haunting me Big changes are coming
Here they come
Here they come.