Lyrics

Sunday morning sunlight Mixed with moonlight in your eyes From last night Coffee tastes like birthday cake And we get older with every sip I take Days they come with price tags Like old Air Jordans or Gangster Gold Your cross eyed stares meet crooked glares As we walk down through the streets of town Your laughter is my Jesus Cut down from the cross shaken but alive Conversation lags with the day's first fags It drags and drags and drags Smoke levitates away from us Like faces on a Queens bound bus Holding your hand I'm an imperfect man With God on his side, somehow, some way Here we go, it's just around the corner Here we go, it's just around the corner Angels on a passing train Step into the light Welcome to the Doghouse Some poor rich girls gone bashed apart Where oxygen pops like caviar And we get luckier with each passing car Making love to the world with an eye for the week Our souls pumping blood but a few feet apart Baby, lead me not into temptation I'll see your heaven and raise you two stars Here we go, it's just around the corner (Angels in the pouring rain) Here we go, it's just around the corner (Angels up around the bend) Here we go, it's just around the corner (Angels on a silver chain) Here we go, it's just around the corner Angels on a passing train Step into the light