Of Men And Angels - The Rocket Summer

Stop the press, everything’s a mess

You can look alive, but you are not at rest

And i-ideas are flowing through your head

A million miles an hour while lying in your bed

A lucid life you never thought you’d lead

Are you working everyday?

Are you working just to bleed?

I know

Staring at the names of the famed that are dipped in gold

And feeling you deserve what you heard

But it doesn’t go that way

Oh, the tongues of men and angels

I speak but lack love

Oh love, will I stab you in the back?

Working everyday

I’m afraid I forgot to show what’s most important… love

Here I am dear Lord, tasting hints of fame

And I don’t want it anymore

If it’s not you that I gain

Wanna fall at your feet

Don’t wanna fall from your peace

I understand

Have you ever been the man that just ran

When you knew that God was talking?

Have you ever heard His voice thinking noise

But just let it float away?

Oh, the tongues of men and angels

I speak but lack love

Oh love, will I stab you in the back?

How can I go with mine instead of yours

When yours is always right

I’m sorry, please pour into me love

Here I am dear Lord, tasting hints of fame

And I don’t want it anymore

If it’s not you that I gain

Wanna fall at your feet

Don’t wanna fall from your peace

I understand

A heart at rest is harder now

Don’t let it go away

Hard earned pay or hard earned pain?

Right now they’re just the same

What’s the use, why work so hard

When it’s not what you crave

When what you need — is love