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Lyrics of Blood of Angels by Brown Bird
verse
I can't make my mood match the weather
I can't make the weather do what I want
So I've resigned myself to pry that big old sun out of the sky
And I will live my days in darkness 'til I die
verse
I've tried to be good, I was a failure
So I took to taking all the good men down
It wasn't hard to do, I just huffed and puffed and blew
Until all the two-shoes scattered underground
chorus
You could be right, they might come for me at night
In angry mobs with torches bright outside my door
For all my spite, I might never win the fight
But I will rage against the light forever more
verse
I drank the blood of angels from a bottle
Just to see if I could call the lightning down
It hasn't struck me yet, and I would wage my soul to bet
That there ain't no one throwing lightning anyhow
verse
Too many tries at tempting fate to call it over
And you get to thinking fate's got different plans
Like maybe, I'm not born to die but to bring darkness to the sky
Pull that goddamn sun down anyway I can
chorus
You could be right, they might come for me at night
In angry mobs with torches bright outside my door
For all my spite, I might never win the fight
But I will rage against the light forever more
bridge
And, oh, the hopelessly tender-hearted
Tend to sing the loudest of love
My sweet temptations turn their songs into a lie
I fold the grass over all they've started
To never see the light of the sun
As they dwell in darkness, so shall I
verse
Don't try to come 'round here spreading sentiments of cheer
You told your last white lie, everything is not alright
You hope, you pray, you love the light of day
There's no one up there listening tonight
verse
Don't try to come 'round here spreading sentiments of cheer
You told your last white lie, everything is not alright
You hope, you pray, you love the light of day
But there's no one up there listening tonight
chorus
You could be right, they might come for me at night
In angry mobs with torches bright outside my door
For all my spite, I might never win the fight
But I will rage against the light forever more
verse
I can't make my mood match the weather
I can't make the weather do what I want
So I've resigned myself to pry that big old sun out of the sky
And I will live my days in darkness 'til I die
Writer(s): David Bruce Lamb
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Salt for Salt
Album • 2011 • 11 tracks
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