Angels on a Passing Train

Sunday morning sunlight
 Mixed with moonlight in your eyes
 From last night
 Coffee tastes like birthday cake
 And we get older with every sip I take
 Days they come with price tags
 Like old Air Jordans or Gangster Gold
 Your cross eyed stares meet crooked glares
 As we walk down through the streets of town
 Your laughter is my Jesus
 Cut down from the cross shaken but alive
 Conversation lags with the day's first fags
 It drags and drags and drags
 Smoke levitates away from us
 Like faces on a Queens bound bus
 Holding your hand I'm an imperfect man
 With God on his side, somehow, someway
 Here we go, it's just around the corner
 Here we go, it's just around the corner
 Angels on a passing train
 Step into the light
 Welcome to the Doghouse
 Some poor rich girls gone bashed apart
 Where oxygen pops like caviar
 And we get luckier with each passing car
 Making love to the world with an eye for the weak
 Our souls pumping blood but a few feet apart
 Baby, lead me not into temptation
 I'll see your heaven and raise you two stars
 Here we go, it's just around the corner
 (Angels in the pouring rain)
 Here we go, it's just around the corner
 (Angels up around the bend)
 Here we go, it's just around the corner
 (Angels on a silver chain)
 Here we go, it's just around the corner
 Angels on a passing train
 Step into the light