Out Of The Angeles

All the colours I know are beautiful

Viewed though a pure soul

Viewed through a pure soul



In a town, my home

Where the lights glow

Only the blessed go

Only the blessed go



Up and down the back roads

With our eyes closed

Dreaming of Tom’s ghost

Dreaming of Tom’s ghost



Now that time’s clocked on

When it strikes one

We’re gonna get gone

We’re gonna get gone



CHORUS

Out of the gaze of the last night

Into the heat of the street light

In the past the future’s on our side

For every moment in no-time



The street reflects the hot sun

That we live from

That we’re gonna die from

That we’re gonna die from



In a town, my home

Where the lights glow

Only the blessed go

Only the blessed go



CHORUS x2 +

Out of the gaze of the last night

Into the heat of the street light

The sun, the moon and the stars sign

For every moment in no-time