Which Angel Hands Have Tied Lyrics

Billy Cobb Which Angel Hands Have Tied

Two outcasts in a naturally lit room
A mistake
Snow falls divinely from the skylight
They walk through the tunnel of euphoria
In the form of a white powdery of utopia
Thomas Jefferson on the Polar Express
He opens the door

[Instrumental Bridge]

Everyday, is the feeling of a beautiful summer night
And nothing ever feels wrong
You feel safe and happy
Not always sad
And it falls apart

[Outro]
And it falls apart
And it falls apart
And it falls apart
And it falls apart
And it falls apart
And it falls apart