Blood of Angels Lyrics

Song	Blood of Angels
Artist	Brown Bird
Album	Salt for Salt
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	I can’t make my mood match the weather
	I can’t make the weather do what I want
	so I’ve resigned myself to pry that big old sun out of the sky
	and I will live my days in darkness til I die
	I tried to be good I was a failure
	so I took to taking all the good men down
	it wasn’t hard to do
	I just huffed and puffed and blew
	until all the two-shoes scattered underground
	you could be right
	they might come for me at night
	in angry mobs with torches bright outside my door
	for all my spite
	I might never win the fight
	but I will rage against the light forever more
	I drank the blood of angels from a bottle
	just to see if I could call the lightning down
	it hasn’t struck me yet
	and I would wage my soul to bet
	that there ain’t no one throwing lightning anyhow
	Too many tries at tempting fate to call it over
	and you get to thinking fate's got different plans
	like maybe i'm not born to die
	but to bring darkness to the sky
	and pull that goddamn sun down anyway I can
	you could be right
	they might come for me at night
	in angry mobs with torches bright outside my door
	for all my spite
	I might never win the fight
	but I will rage against the light forever more
	and oh the hopelessly tender hearted
	tend to sing the loudest of love
	but my sweet temptations turn their songs into a lie
	I fold the grass over all they’ve started
	to never see the light of the sun
	as they dwell in darkness so shall I
	don’t try to come around here
	spreading sentiments of cheer
	you told your last white lie
	everything is not alright
	you hope, you pray
	you love the light of day
	but there’s no one up there listening tonight
	you could be right
	they might come for me at night
	in angry mobs with torches bright outside my door
	for all my spite
	I might never win the fight
	but I will rage against the light forever more

	I can' t make my mood match the weather
	I can' t make the weather do what I want
	so I' ve resigned myself to pry that big old sun out of the sky
	and I will live my days in darkness til I die
	I tried to be good I was a failure
	so I took to taking all the good men down
	it wasn' t hard to do
	I just huffed and puffed and blew
	until all the twoshoes scattered underground
	you could be right
	they might come for me at night
	in angry mobs with torches bright outside my door
	for all my spite
	I might never win the fight
	but I will rage against the light forever more
	I drank the blood of angels from a bottle
	just to see if I could call the lightning down
	it hasn' t struck me yet
	and I would wage my soul to bet
	that there ain' t no one throwing lightning anyhow
	Too many tries at tempting fate to call it over
	and you get to thinking fate' s got different plans
	like maybe i' m not born to die
	but to bring darkness to the sky
	and pull that goddamn sun down anyway I can
	you could be right
	they might come for me at night
	in angry mobs with torches bright outside my door
	for all my spite
	I might never win the fight
	but I will rage against the light forever more
	and oh the hopelessly tender hearted
	tend to sing the loudest of love
	but my sweet temptations turn their songs into a lie
	I fold the grass over all they' ve started
	to never see the light of the sun
	as they dwell in darkness so shall I
	don' t try to come around here
	spreading sentiments of cheer
	you told your last white lie
	everything is not alright
	you hope, you pray
	you love the light of day
	but there' s no one up there listening tonight
	you could be right
	they might come for me at night
	in angry mobs with torches bright outside my door
	for all my spite
	I might never win the fight
	but I will rage against the light forever more

	I can' t make my mood match the weather
	I can' t make the weather do what I want
	so I' ve resigned myself to pry that big old sun out of the sky
	and I will live my days in darkness til I die
	I tried to be good I was a failure
	so I took to taking all the good men down
	it wasn' t hard to do
	I just huffed and puffed and blew
	until all the twoshoes scattered underground
	you could be right
	they might come for me at night
	in angry mobs with torches bright outside my door
	for all my spite
	I might never win the fight
	but I will rage against the light forever more
	I drank the blood of angels from a bottle
	just to see if I could call the lightning down
	it hasn' t struck me yet
	and I would wage my soul to bet
	that there ain' t no one throwing lightning anyhow
	Too many tries at tempting fate to call it over
	and you get to thinking fate' s got different plans
	like maybe i' m not born to die
	but to bring darkness to the sky
	and pull that goddamn sun down anyway I can
	you could be right
	they might come for me at night
	in angry mobs with torches bright outside my door
	for all my spite
	I might never win the fight
	but I will rage against the light forever more
	and oh the hopelessly tender hearted
	tend to sing the loudest of love
	but my sweet temptations turn their songs into a lie
	I fold the grass over all they' ve started
	to never see the light of the sun
	as they dwell in darkness so shall I
	don' t try to come around here
	spreading sentiments of cheer
	you told your last white lie
	everything is not alright
	you hope, you pray
	you love the light of day
	but there' s no one up there listening tonight
	you could be right
	they might come for me at night
	in angry mobs with torches bright outside my door
	for all my spite
	I might never win the fight
	but I will rage against the light forever more

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