Transatlantic Shooting Stars lyrics Lyrics

song lyrics Transatlantic Shooting Stars lyrics Fallen angel in the crowd Drags her heels over the noise Lays down at the roadside of regard A canyon in my broken mind Echos deep inside the vale There s dustcarts for the dead birds in the trees Trans-atlantic shooting stars over mainline Here they come suburban gods To bless desire Heaven hopes you find her here The raincatchers The devils blades There s karma for the misfits of our times Take this really you take my soul Take me down when you laugh I fall All this pity has broken me But my survival lies with me I m going to love you as best as I can I m going to hold you close when I tremble I m going to love you as best as I can I m going to see you rise I won t ever let you fall out of my senses Fall out of my own hands No I won t ever let you let you Will I find my way home? song lyrics