There's an angel that roosts upon our roof
Can you see him cooing down his comfort on our heads at night?
Beneath his canopied wings I hear him singing
Can you hear him ringing out in echo 'cross the fire-flashed night?
Our house is a womb, a warm cocoon
Cradling us like jewels right at the heart of it
Cupping us like holy water in a silver spoon
And all the half-baked beauty and truth that's scattered 'round its rooms
Throb in perfect unison
Radiate an undulating hallelujah
I can't say if our angel's gonna stay up there forever
Who he prays to, ruminating on our shiny rooftop
But I know some who would shoo away their feather-fettered guardian
Rip the rafters, torch the table, tear the tiles off
This house is a womb, a warm cocoon
Cradling us like jewels right at the heart of it
Cupping us like water in a silver spoon
And all the beauty and truth that's scattered 'round its rooms
Throb in perfect unison
Radiate an escalating hallelujah
I had a hallelujah

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