Don't Listen to the Angels

Don’t listen to the angels,

Don’t listen to the strangers,

They’re calling out for you

Don’t make direct eye contact,

In order to stay intact

You know you must pull through

Everybody’s reeling,

The scent of a new feeling

And it’s all over you

Some will stay back…and surround you,

And they unleash the fire…that one day will devour you alive

Counterattack…runs around you….

And it produces tension…that someday will enable you to thrive

They follow you where you go,

Above the taunts a sound grows,

The season of the wolves

Their pale horse is arriving,

A dozen years of dying,

The pacing of the hooves

Some will stay back…and surround you,

And they unleash the fire…that one day will devour you alive

Counterattack…runs around you….

And it produces tension…that someday will enable you to thrive

In the house where we begin…

…that finds us growing older… aligned

In this den in which we’re sinned…

…that finds us going nowhere… and blind

Getting lonelier ‘til we lose our mind

Some will stay back…and surround you,

And they unleash the fire…that one day will devour you alive

Counterattack…runs around you….

And it produces tension…that someday will enable you to thrive