Crayon Angel songs are slightly out of tune
But I?m sure I?m not to blame.
Nothin?s happened but I think it will soon,
So I sit here waitin? for God and a train,
To the Astral plane.
Magic rings I made have turned my finger green.
And my mystic roses died.
Guess reality is not as it seems,
So I sit here hopin? for truth and a ride,
To the other side.
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.comPhony prophets stole the only light I knew,
And the darkness softly screamed.
Holy visions disappeared from my view,
But the angels come back and laugh in my dreams,
I wonder what it means.