Better Angels

Dawning spring when vows were spoken Summer flames are not meant to last that long When daylight fades away, Make your mind up leave or stay The door's tow open Autumn paints the skies of twilight Winter nights hide everything under snow Receding in the cold, Dreams that can be bought or sold With faithless tokens And when the sun goes down I still hear you call my name Among these shattered bonds It's too late to make amends You forsake your better angels on the battlefield Only broken hearts are real Cloaked in mist you hide your daggers Passed the hours from morning 'til midnight tolled Whilst faithful by my post, I can hear the mournful ghosts Of swains departed Can we bridge the distance between us, If you spend your nights on the run? By the river wraithlike whispers make me shiver When you trample logic and reason, Treason can be seen from afar Monster, sneerer, creeping, crawling, coming nearer And when the sun goes down I still hear you call my name Among these shattered bonds It's too late to make amends You forsake your better angels on the battlefield Only broken hearts are real Angels on the battlefield Only broken hearts are real... I turn my head and see you slipping away And when the sun goes down I still hear you call my name Among these shattered bonds It's too late to make amends You forsake your better angels on the battlefield Only broken hearts are real I'll pay the ferryman so you cross the Acheron, You call my name; echoes of the past still remain You forsake your better angels on the battlefield Only broken hearts are real