Ready for Angels

When promises are broken

And innocence is stolen
When wounds are opened
We're ready for angels

When all hope is gone
And the night draws on
When there is no more song
We're ready for angels

When the tables turn
And the covenant burns
When will they learn
We're ready for angels

When the fog clears
And the enemy cheers
When the end nears
We're ready, send for the angels.

Our Hearts

Our hearts they make a list of needs.

Those needs are sometimes hard to please.

Our hearts demand, our hearts expect.

And so our bodies cannot rest.

Our bodies work till old and grey.

In the hope that our hearts will be happy one day.

Our hearts are made for more than beating.

They beat, as long as we keep on breathing.

So mind your heart and guard it well.

Let your heart find a story to tell.