Let me tell you about a dream i've had.. Let me tell you about the good & bad Walking through a graveyard when the stars are out, we enjoy the night life Standing on a clifftop getting blown about, we can share the high life Like Rita Hayworth with a salty air, you don’t need Calvin Klein or Gaultier You need the scent of autumn coming through a glade, somewhere in the distance You need to hear the music from the jamboree of your own existence We’re angels from the age of song breathing firelight We’re angels from the age of song here in twilight Walking through a graveyard when the stars are out, we enjoy the night life Standing on a clifftop getting blown about, we can share the high life We’re angels from the age of song breathing firelight We’re angels from the age of song here in twilight We pass like strangers through the walls of this ghost train we’re on We pass like strangers through the walls of this life, then we’re gone….. We pass like strangers through a world with just rope for belief We pass like strangers through a world without eyes, then we leave….. A golden age of songs inside, fly angels through my mind & I’m so high I’m walking on a wire Though we may fall to kingdom come, in days beyond the sun We’ll always spark like fables from a fire