Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Morning Parade
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Jan Giddings
Composer
Steven Luke Sparrow
Composer
Chad James Thomas
Composer
Philip Andrew Titus
Composer
Andrew Bryan Hayes
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben H. Allen
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Our secrets you hid so well
A time capsule the future will not find
And in the belly of a catacomb
A fuselage the future will not hide
Swallowed by his pride
[Verse 2]
It's like a mobile phone that can't phone home
It's an endless ringin' and it's a silent drone
It is a passenger, a messenger
It's hectic and hysterical inside
They throw away our nation's pride and caution to the wind
Like bank notes in a bin
Like bank notes in the bin
[Verse 3]
So make angels in the snow, love a little more
Live with no regrets for everything you do
Because although the lights are on
There is no one home
And everything you are, everything you were
Everything you've been's not everything you'll be
You tell me I'm a grain of sand
In an hour glass
[Verse 4]
Now throw me a landline
This is more like a landmine
Just one crossed wire
You'll blow the floor beneath our feet
And the houses of the million civilians
Pre-packed with indifference inside
They throw away our nation's pride and caution to the wind
Like bank notes in a bin
Like bank notes in the bin
[Verse 5]
So make angels in the snow, love a little more
Live with no regrets for everything you do
Because although the lights are on
There is no one home
And everything you are, everything you were
Everything you've been's not everything you'll be
We're really all the stars that burst
In the universe
Of our alienation
[Verse 6]
Well, we're such a long way from home
Let's dance in this universe unknown
[Verse 7]
So make angels in the snow, love a little more
Live with no regrets for everything you do
Because although the lights are on
There is no one home
And everything you are, everything you were
Everything you've been's not everything you'll be
We're really all the stars that burst
In the universe
Of our alienation
Of our alienation
[Verse 8]
So make angels in the snow, love a little more
Live with no regrets for everything you do
Because although the lights are on
There is no one home
And everything you are, everything you were
Everything you've been's not everything you'll be
We're really all the stars that burst
In the universe
Of our alienation
Written by: Andrew Bryan Hayes, Benjamin Jan Giddings, Chad James Thomas, Philip Andrew Titus, Steven Luke Sparrow
