I've been drunk enough to blackout
I've been screaming at the sky
I'm a shadow boxer baby and I don't even know why
I'm a tried and true believer that the truth is really not so hard to find
I've made so many bad decisions
I can't even count them all
How the hell did I end up with a life this beautiful
I used to try to explain it
These days honey I just let it fly
Maybe they're people
Maybe they don't have wings
They're up the steeple
Cnd down in the broken things
Think I've figured out that faith and doubt are the same just different angles
Cnd maybe there are angels
Stranger things have happened
Is it that hard to believe
That the guy behind the counter has a halo up his sleeve
There's some of them that look like us and some of them that you can't even see
Maybe they're people
Maybe they don't have wings
They're up the steeple
Cnd down in the broken things
Think I've figured out that faith and doubt are the same from different angles
Cnd maybe there are angels
Maybe they're people
Maybe they don't have wings
They're up the steeple
Cnd down in the broken things
Think I've figured out that faith and doubt are the same just different angles
Cnd maybe there are angels