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​Music That the Angels Do

This song is by Listener and appears on the album Ozark Empire (2005).

I want to be the insulin the needle medicines instrument
With every increment, killing it, filling it, then revealing that
Although presumptuous with the outcome where doubt runs in large sums
I speak the words given to me like spouts run. whispered through the moon
Sky, fire, water, and the earth. to these ears and eyes aspires this father to birth
Listeners don't be so sure when that time comes a knockin'
That you haven't been watching that wrong clock
Tic talking to you, telling you "it's all right
It's ok, follow me, forget what you're doing let's all go this way"
But if you listen, if you really try to be that silent person
You'll know that you need some more time for rehearsing
You're on the clouds now, go there, don't worry for us, you're where you dreamed about
Sung about, don't think about us
And although grim words reap what they sow, that you know as the angels sing their songs so you know
You think you know, but you don't because we all have to die
And we fight it, we fight it like we can win against the sky
Or time or death or youth or earth or what we have
It's what the angels do for all it's worth, so here's a stab
It's not rap, or rock it's not pop or independent
It's the language of love, and death with every remnant
Scissors cuts paper
Paper covers rock
Rock crushes scissors
And it all falls apart
People it all falls apart and you're left holding your heart
Massaging it hard, but you can't get it to start
And they sing for us, but we don't want to hear it
They watch over us, and we hide our own spirit
Well they do it all for love just to keep us brand new
It's the music that the angels do
Oh they sing for us, but all we seem to do is hide
They watch out for us, and we keep it all inside
See they do it for love, even though we're all used
It's the music that the angels do

You're not drinking enough there buddy to drown out the sound
So take it easy there young one we're all lost and found people
With profound calling all bound and falling together
But no matter whether your to my arm or to foot
I'll hold you out like you're my heart and let people read this book
It doesn't have a sound, but oh I'll let it fill my ears
You can't touch it, smell it, see it, but it will bring you years
It's knowledge, it's wisdom, it's so much more than right now
It's in your breath, it gives you life, it's the answer to all your how's
And I'm nothing I really believe that in the grand scheme of things
I'm just doing my part trying to say these things to you from my heart
Let the tears drown out your thoughts and think closely of home
And if you can't compose yourself it's best to compose a poem
Right here where it's empty, from where it's empty and hurting
Let it float away like a feather or whatever but without burden
I'm a child and so are you, so let's learn it all again
Flip the page again and hit the stage of life again and again
I'm not scared anymore it's because of you who saw me through
The music that the angels do
I listen and translate what they say for you