I build my house somewhere
On memories of you
A hollow field I've made

And wondering where I've gone

In lines made perfect

One chance to run away
Angel wings, marmelade
So I'm covering 'till my death


Lord although I burn I am so cold
'lo you've sent me off

alone in the wind you have let me go

Call of ever nation

Call of every heart
a part of my own sense of what is right
a part of my own sense of where it went wrong


In lines made perfect
One chance to run away

Angel Wings, marmelade
so I'm covering 'till my death


Everytime I am safe
Gotta find the fire
Every tear, every choice, every breath

You have let it go
Cause when misty skies won't last
only what is left is what you show


The call of every nation
The call of every heart

Part of my own sense of what is right
A part of my own sense of where it went wrong
Part of my own sense of what is right

A part of my own sense of where it went wrong