Crayon Angels Lyrics

Crayon Angel songs are slightly out of tune

But I'm sure I'm not to blame.

Nothin's happened but I think it will soon,

So I sit here waitin' for God and a train,

To the Astral plane.



Magic rings I made have turned my finger green.

And my mystic roses died.

Guess reality is not as it seems,

So I sit here hopin' for truth and a ride,

To the other side.



Phony prophets stole the only light I knew,

And the darkness softly screamed.

Holy visions disappeared from my view,

But the angels come back and laugh in my dreams,

I wonder what it means.