Sixpence None The Richer
"Angeltread"

Music & Lyrics by : Matt Slocum

crickets rhythmically sing 
their mournful melodies 
a monotone by request 
but they fail, they fail 
to soothe the mess 

hands rhythmically grope 
the sheets again for you 
and off-rhythm the time slows 
to make moments eternal 
moments eternal 

is this some kind of holy test 
to stitch the trademarks off my chest 
to get up walk outside my head 
on a holy search for angeltread 

the moon within its ball 
washes white the darkened wall 
with a milky veil of silk 
and I see, I see the spirits lilt 

now I've lost my fear 
so I pray that you come near 
with a million sparkly lights 
and help me, help me through the night 

the milky prints of spirits near 
I pray that they have lost their fear 
a million wisps of sparkly light