[Chorus] In the arms of the angel Fly away from here From this dark, cold hotel room And the endlessness that you fear You are pulled from the wreckage Of your silent reverie You're in the arms of. In this sweet madness, oh, this glorious sadness. That brings me to my knees. In the arms of an angel far away from here. From this dark, cold hotel room and the endlessness that you fear. You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie. In the arms of an angel, may you find some comfort here. You're in the arms of an angel, may you.
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In the arms of an angel by Sarah Mclachlan Lyrics to In the Arms of the Angel by Sarah McLachlan Spend all your time waiting for that second chance For the break that will make it okThere's always some reason to feel not good enough And it's hard at the. "Angel" is a song by Canadian singer-songwriter Sarah McLachlan. The song first appeared on McLachlan's fourth studio album, Surfacing, in 1997 and was released as the album's fourth and final single in September 1998.The lyrics are about the death of musician Jonathan Melvoin (1961-1996) from a heroin overdose, as McLachlan explained on VH1 Storytellers.
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In the arms of the angel Fly away from here From this dark, cold hotel room And the endlessness that you fear You are pulled from the wreckage Of your silent reverie You're in the arms of the angel May you find some comfort here You're in the arms of the angel May you find some comfort here A. it didn't end well. B. I can't really tell. C. I'm in a new hell. D. I'm in a new cell. In The Arms Of An Angel Lyrics by Sarah McLachlan- including song video, artist biography, translations and more: Spend all your time waiting for that second chance For the break that will make it ok There's always some reason to fee…. In the Arms of an Angel. Spend all your time waiting For that second chance For a break that would make it okay. There′s always some reason To feel not good enough And it's hard at the end of the day I need some distraction Or a beautiful release Memories seep from my veins Let me be empty Oh and weightless and maybe I′ll find some peace. In the arms of an Angel fly away from here From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie You're in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn There's vultures and thieves at your back
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Spend all your time waiting for that second chance For the break that will make it ok There's always some reason to feel not good enough And it's hard a. Spend all your time waiting For that second chance For a break that would make it okay There's always some reason To feel not good enough And it's hard, at the end of the day I need some distraction Oh, beautiful release Memories seep from my veins And maybe empty Oh, and weightless, and maybe I'll find some peace tonight In the arms of the.
In the arms of an Angel far away from here. From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear. You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie. You're in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here. So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn There's vultures and thieves at your back. In the arms of the angel Fly away from here From this dark cold hotel room And the endlessness that you fear You are pulled from the wreckage Of your silent reverie You're in the arms of the angel May you find some comfort here You're in the arms of the angel May you find some comfort here
Angel by Sarah McLachlan Easy Chords and Lyrics (In the arms of the angel) (in the arms of an angel
C F G It's easier to believe. ( G) Dm F in this sweet madness, oh, this glorious sadness, C F G that brings me to my knees. [Chorus] C Csus4 C Em In the arms of the angel, fly away from here, F C G from this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you feel. C Csus4 C Em You are pulled from the wreckage, of your silent reverie. By Giulia Zarantonello
