Summit of Angels Songtext
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What a day a crazy way once again
To start out the morning
No time to stop no time to eat but that′s okay
'Cause all the dishes are dirty
Thinks of her job thinks of her friend
Thinks of her guy and her weekends
Just to convince her she′s happy
Won't look to deep to find the need
Won't give a chance to find
The only forgotten

Summit of angels
Dancing like May Bells
Summit of angels
Summit of angels


Won′t dry her face wants the whole price
She′s at the place between
A mirror and an open heart
Makes toward the door gets in the car
Knows where to go so
She can make it by evening
She stumbles in takes the back row
Remembers when she
Left here at seventeen
She listens now takes it all in
And then she swims in the
Cup of remembrance

Summit of angels
Dancing like May Bells
Summit of angels
Summit of angels

It's whisked away that morning grey
Down past the groves so she can
Sun-dry the sugar leaf
Drinks a rose tea down by the sea
With a family of
Ancients and infants
Grace in the breeze that lets us raise
Into the skies our tattered
Box kites and gliders
Comes from the hill that′s bloody still
Beneath the crossbeam of
Justification


Summit of angels
Dancing like May Bells
Summit of angels
Dancing like May Bells
Summit of angels
Dancing like May Bells
Summit of angels
Dancing like May Bells
Summit of angels
Dancing like May Bells