There's an angel that roosts upon our roof Can you see him cooing down his comfort on our heads at night? Beneath his canopied wings I hear him singing Can you hear him ringing out in echo 'cross the fire-flashed night? Our house is a womb, a warm cocoon Cradling us like jewels right at the heart of it Cupping us like holy water in a silver spoon And all the half-baked beauty and truth that's scattered 'round its rooms Throb in perfect unison Radiate an undulating hallelujah I can't say if our angel's gonna stay up there forever Who he prays to, ruminating on our shiny rooftop But I know some who would shoo away their feather-fettered guardian Rip the rafters, torch the table, tear the tiles off This house is a womb, a warm cocoon Cradling us like jewels right at the heart of it Cupping us like water in a silver spoon And all the beauty and truth that's scattered 'round its rooms Throb in perfect unison Radiate an escalating hallelujah I had a hallelujah