Blue bullets fly, they cut through the night so easy.
They crack the sky, tearing us apart completly
The shattered lives, lying in the street again tonight.
The angels fly away on broken wings, right into the night

Darkness creeping  like a runaway train tonight.
Nobody driving you better hold on tight.
Streets are running red once again we cry.
People watching people hiding inside.

Shadows chasing these crazy waves tonight.
I walk the beach and I sing to the tide
Darkness chasing the crazy runaway train tonight.
A band of angels stand by my side,
When we cross the line.

Countless bands of angels, countless I songs never heard.
Some great cause to follow but they never been put into words.
We are all just soldiers in a war rising on the tide.
The angels stand in the shadows to hear the songs we have inside

Seems like all my words come right out of darkness, yet I’m searching for the light.
I feel the warm wind on my face, I hear the earth in flight.
I could reach out and touch the moon, while the sun is chasing me around.
In the quiet darkness I find home, and I’m still searching for a sound.

Let the moon light find me, let the music play.
Beat the drums untill we shake the ground.
Till love comes back to stay.