Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
                       For the break that will make it OK
                       There s always some reason to feel not good enough
                       And it s hard at the end of the day
                       I need some distraction or a beautiful release
                       Memories seep from my veins
                       Let me be empty and weightless and maybe
                       I ll find some peace tonight
                       In the arms of the Angel far away from here
                       From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness
                       that you fear
                       You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent revelrie
                       You re in the arms of the Angel; may you find some
                       comfort here
                       So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn
                       There s vultures and thieves at your back
                       The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the
                       lies
                       That you make up for all that you lack
                       It don t make no difference, escaping one last time
                       It s easier to believe
                       In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness
                       That brings me to my knees
                       In the arms of the Angel far away from here
                       From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness
                       that you fear
                       You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent revelrie

                       In the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here

                       You re in the arms of the Angel; may you find some
                       comfort here