Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Feeding The Angels , by - Lori McKenna. Song from the album The Kitchen Tapes, in the genre Музыка мираRelease date: 31.12.2002
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Feeding The Angels |
| Saturday felt like October |
| Red on the ground, blue in the sky |
| We are on fire for the wrong reasons |
| Fists in my hands, tears in my eyes |
| But I should be off somewhere feeding the angels |
| Who will take care of them while I’m away |
| It’s not that they can’t live without me |
| I know that, but they seem to appreciate it |
| When I stay… |
| I don’t cry very easy |
| Truth be told, I don’t, I don’t bruise at all |
| It’s not that my skin isn’t fragile |
| Sometimes I do, I do hit the wall |
| Tell him I’m off somewhere feeding the angels |
| The angels still love me even when I am bad |
| And my shame is like coal and |
| They’re making him diamonds |
| I don’t make them cry out |
| And I don’t make them feel sad… |
| Saturday felt like a threshold |
| I walked through now |
| And now I can’t turn around |
| I should be off somewhere feeding the angels |
| The angels still love me even when I am bad |
| And my shame is like coal and |
| They’re making him diamonds |
| I don’t make them cry out |
| I don’t make them feel sad… |