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I saw the glint of gold on a wayward road It slowly twisted back underneath the heavy load I'll throw all your diamonds away They won't mean a thing When the angels lift our eyelids in the morning This night might be the worst for the freezing birds Waiting for the sun to come and warm the icy earth But they'll take their weary heads Out from underneath their wings When the angels lift our eyelids in the morning The hunchbacks in their lonely towers Toll their bells at the witch's hours And watch orange eyes ablaze Vanish into the alleyways And snowstorms in our tv sets And black forests beneath our beds They lie in wait where no one hears To play the drums inside our ears When the bottoms of the clouds all start turning red There's a bird up on a bridge swaying wildly in my head Just waiting for the sun For another chance to sing When the angels lift our eyelids in the morning When the angels lift our eyelids in the morning When the angels lift our eyelids in the morning Aus Songtexte Mania