May you find some comfort here

'So tired of the straight line

and everywhere you turn

there's vultures and thieves at your back

and the storm keeps on twisting

you keep on building the lines

that you make up for all that you lack

it doesn't make no difference

escaping one last time

it's easier to believe in this sweet madness

oh this glorious sadness

that brings me to my knees'

Angel -Sarah Mclachlan