Angels & Demons

(Willcox / Hale)

Changeling for flesh
Necromancing your ashes
No tomorrow, your omens
Say as real
Lucifer and Gabriel
Host and the Holy Ghost
Dust
Superstitions
Voices

Little girl kneels at the foot of the bed
Angels and demons play in her head
She carries them round wherever she goes
She puts on a brave face but somehow it shows

Little boy stands at the foot of the stairs
Hoping that someone will answer his prayers
He puts out the candle, he catches his eye
As ten thousand spaceships fill the sky

Angels and demons;
Omens and requiems;
Peers and sightseers
Merchants with souvenirs

Little boy runs to the top of the stairs
A voice in his head says "Don't worry, we care
We've been watching you standing there
Cascading messages through the air"

"We're the angels and demons that play with your hair
We're the angels and demons, and we're always there
We are the brooms at the well of the stairs;
We are the noises when no-one is there. "

Angels and demons;
Omens and requiems;
Peers and sightseers
Merchants with souvenirs

The sky feeds the earth and the earth feeds me
Come with us and we'll let you see
The lofty spiders glide swiftly away
Our rumbling machine takes us to another day

Little boy smiles as they whisp him away
"My angels and demons have come to play
Monsters with claws, wings and all!
I can walk through the air without touching the floor. "

Angels and demons;
Omens and requiems;
Peers and sightseers
Merchants with souvenirs

Little girl cries at the foot of the bed
Angels and demons play in her head
She carries them round wherever she goes
She puts on a brave face but somehow it shows

The spaceship ascends, the demon spreads his wings
Says he's here to be Earth's friend again

Little girl cries at the foot of the bed
Wondering what it is that plays in her head

Who knows?
It shows
Who knows?
It shows...
Who knows?