Someone danced before the stage

3 pints since they ran out of range

They know that a home

Is another word for being alone

They don't want to leave us yet

Give them one more tune they can forget

Closing time is near

There is a hole in our hearts

Big enough to hide an angel

If you're down at the bottom

The only exit is above

And if you break through the sky

Without caught up your own angel

I've heard somebody find them

On the grass of Eden's lawn