Dust rises like a flock of angels
Settle in a poem
That gentle
Dust rises like a flock of angels
Settle in a poem
That gentle

Move, move on
Softly

Through the thieves of light
But all that we need is sold out
All we want is borrowed
And I would fall down on my knees

Dust rises like a flock of angels
Settle in a poem
That gentle
Move, move on
Softly


Through the thieves of light
But all that we need is sold out
All we want is borrowed

Dust rises like a flock of angels
Settle in a poem
That gentle
Move, move on
Softly