Song by angels from above
I hear songs of the sun and dancing
Or songs about morning coffee.
The hours fly by
Until noon is high in the sky.
When the beat lyrics come alive.
Singing about journies
Road trips with friends;
Screaming at the top of our lungs
When the day is done.
Rocking out like nobody is watching
Making our hearts smile a mile.
Then dawn begins to break
The songs become slower,
Lyrics become deep,
And engraved in the stars above.
Lullabys rock the night away
Recalling your mistakes
Or unforgettable heartbreaks.
Weary and dreary,
Escaping to the wonders of dreams
Where the music is up to you to make.