I awoke from a dream to the sound of fluttering wings
A flock of ghosts on the lawn
Travelling south for the winter i suppose
They're lost trying to leave this icy winterland frost
But there's no way to escape everything
There's an angel up in a tree
And she won't come down
She's afraid that she might fall
Into the arms of a fireman
And she will lose her soul
Sometimes they don't know when to let go
But there's no way to escape everything