Well come tell me your story
I'll tell you mine
Sunday morning Communion
Standing in a lineFeelling like a cannibal
Eating flesh and drinking blood
Disguised as wine
I know some day we're gonna see
Wings spring out from you shoulders
What kind of being are you?
For there are moments up
Black Horses lyrics

I'll never believe
A word you say
You gave something to me
Then you threw it away
The end of the street
The station waits for m
on moments
Upon moments
When you hardly seem to walk the earth
And I realize I've spent my whole life searching
Searching for an angel
For an angel, for an angel
So come tell me your story
I'll tell you all
Looking at rococco statues
And paintings on the wall
Sitting up there high and mighty
Was this Eden was this he
The Mary Ellen Carter lyrics

THE MARY ELLEN CARTER
(Stan Rogers)
She went down last October in a pouring driving rain.
The skipper, he'd been drinking and t
ll?
I had to know
I know some day we're gonna see
Wings spring out from you shoulders
What kind of being are you?
For there are moments upon moments
Upon moments
When you hardly seem to walk the earth
You're an angel...
I know some day we're gonna see
Wings spring out from you shoulders
What kind of being are you?
Fo
Organ Of Hope lyrics

The upturned ruptured palms the pleading eyes that hide the spite that want to
forgive us wretched insects if only we'd learn h
r there are moments upon moments
Upon moments
When you hardly seem to walk the earth
And I realize I've spent my whole life searching
Searching for an angel
For an angel
And I realize I've spent my whole life searching
Searching for an angel
 For an angel, for an angel
For an angel, for an angel
For an angel...