Gang of Youths – the angel of 8th ave. Lyrics
the angel of 8th ave Lyrics by Gang of Youths
Hey, we got straight to the heart
I was a coward and worse to my shame
And fell hard upon the weightless weeks and
Wasted everyday
‘til you emerged in the park
Like some patron of washington square
For the first time in a longtime inside
Everything stood clear
So went out to find me a job
But i didn’t think i would hold this one down
And it gives the same old sinking feeling
Of fucken hammers in my bowels
But you are good to me still
And when my old man was near to the end
You loved his broken body
In the same way that i did
I wanna lay me down
And be lover of the year
In this strange new town
Ihis strange hemisphere
God, it was state of the art
You called each of my sorrows by name
And a tide of tender mercies
Shook my body from the grave
In the festival years
Of our makeshift parade
Through perpetual fall
And immeasurable rain
I wanna see this one out
I wanna join the impossible swing
And fall hard beside you
Screaming at the bowels of everything
In the Islington morn
You’re the angel of 8th
What’s more the goddamn
Greatest thing that Laney ever made
I wanna lay me down
And be lover of the year
In this strange new town
This strange hemisphere
You persuade me now
To look closer in the mirror
I wanna lay me down for years and years and years
Ah there’s heaven in you now
There is heaven in you now
There is heaven in you now
Written by; Gang of Youths