Ian Thomas - A Gathering of Angels lyrics

Standing on the ground where so many feet have stood If only you could see them The one's whose books you've read whose pictures hang upon your wall Who've felt the things you're feeling Chorus What you do is up to you The words you use are nothing new It's just the way you rearrange them I've been talking to the angels No mirrors no magic spells A gathering of angels That everyone can see You are given what you borrow 'til it's time for you to lend The eyes that do your seeing There's really no beginning and there really is no end Just different ways of being