Everything's so broken, I don't know if I'm drowning either way I'm choking, I have my dreams my illusions and fantasies but I just don't believe I'm hoping, I'm crawling and so happily just moping, Which way is up and where's down either way around I need to know what do I have to be to be floating. I'll remember never to reach out to the sun, the rays always to bright always making my eyes hurt forced to squinting, I don't know if this is some deeper meaning hinting from the heaven above, the angels singing their song, ever watching the stars glinting, contemplating life's theories as I'm wilting, and it's so hard to keep seeing' when your eyes are misting, I resort to listening, but I can't hear what your saying, I know there's something missing, there's just something when I step back from my life, I'm far away just glancing, and these drugs aren't doing anything but enhancing

These dark walls tell every story,
dawn or late morning I hear my angels calling
Save me as I'm falling when its you calling, Tell me you'll be there promise me there'll be a morning

I can see the setting, must be something out of City of Angels, or does that have to many emotions contorting, is it the love that's haunting and taunting the sacred soul, I ain't too old, but I know more than what I've been told always told I'm worth less then the money we all hold, I've watch my life bend and fold, maybe I'm blind. . blind folded, or just sick and tired of being never minded…. well duh. . . maybe that's the reason I'm so dark and shaded, shrouded and clouded or is it just brain dead inside my head, I'm sure I just need to be mended a few screw bolts and I'll be splendid, ready to be pushed out there again.. I'll return and I'll be a contender, maybe more serious or as ever wilder, knowing I can reach the top of the tower, fire proof to all those sprayin' their hatred fire.

These dark walls tell every story,
dawn or late morning I hear my angels calling
Save me as I'm falling when its you I'm calling
promise me there'll be a morning

I could take on the world, pick up your pieces of lies no need to try I can now hurl for acre's, I left you wondering if I'd ever make it, I'm here best believe I'm not faking it, My angel found my lips, concealed within a tender kiss she brought the world I desperately missed, saved from hell's floor scorching in flame through that I gained all the terminal torture and pain but in an instant it untwisted like it never existed, leaving your name's on top of the list I hold on my heart, From this day forewords we'll never be a part if not then your in my thoughts, remembering everything you taught, keeping everything within, that way everything you, still wins, any other way would be a sin, I'm thankful I'm living I hope to be giving you everything you gave me, my angel that saved me; I'll gladly be your slave no anger enraged nothing kept within cages you'll know every feeling that twinges.

These dark walls tell every story,
dawn or late morning I hear my angels calling
Save me as I'm falling when its you I'm calling
promise me there'll be a morning