My angel, clipped wings, I know Wanders in darkness, on grimy ground In a forest, unclean, unsound Everything, everything's gone wild Make land for the cows to graze Leaflets scatter around to advertise Sellout A swamp, in it, hands streched out To catch a passing dime Donations for the rich Widened pavements for the poor Somewhere else to lie But my friend, the carriage door Stands slightly ajar And I know clipped wings make uneasy flight But we've gotta reach A place where the feast never ends A moment where the music celebrates In a time when darkness belongs To night's skies and Nothing else, no Nothing else, no ♪ Tomorrow my spirit's seen Fears today my mind Soul aches so deep Always craves my body to reach A place where the feast never ends A moment when the music celebrates In a time where darkness belongs to night skies and Nothing else, no Nothing else, no