So they came into being
Under a dying sun
Better angels of our nature
A job well done?
Don't under the
surface
Lying dead but dreaming
Better angels of our natures
'twas a dream worth dreaming...
When all our wisdom has
faded
All is said and done
Our good intentions are jaded, jaded
And all hope is done
For the better angels
So the
seagulls landed
On a dying shore
And all our hopes were stranded
Growing faint to the core
Yet the city's breathing
Forever
dead but dreaming
Better angels of our nature
'twas a dream worth dreaming...
Let us pray for our better
angels...