Tekster:
Angel Dust Where The Wind Blows

steel, But my soul turns to stone And I'm going where no one goes I carry my load, I'm walking alone I'm crying, where the wind blows Lovers score

of steel, But my soul turns to stone And I'm going where no one goes I carry my load, I'm walking alone I'm crying, where the wind blows Lovers score

it on over and make some room? It's my duty to bring you down to the field where the flowers bloom. Ashes in the furnace, dust on the rise, You came through

blow a little smoke on you Dark beauty Won't you move it on over and make some room? It's my duty to bring you down to the field where the flowers bloom

creature leaps up off the ridge and hovers with dignity, in the now cloudless sky, it's long red hair blowing freely in the wind. The chariot emerges

roses to dust Now I long to feel the touch from your lust Scars on your back tell where you've been But I'll roll like the ocean if you'll blow like the wind

Father's children (My heavenly Father) The time has come for judgement Armageddon False prophets never blend in For we are (We are) Revelation angels

all the pain you're gonna find so long to go before these alabaster hands ever let go swayin' in the California haze in angel dust we all do blow away

must be the angel, I though I might never find. Was it you I heard singing, Oh while I was chasin' dreams. Driven by the wind, like the dust that blows