Story Behind the Song
Waking up in Hong Kong--most unheavenly
Lyrics
Hanging from the moon
I woke up; it was the dark in the land of chosen few.
Fade night, flicker light, cutting corners from my view
It was love and I was blind; then, I saw the little sign
Hanging upside down upon the wall
It said Love, you little fool, it aint no box of tools
it aint gonna catch you when you fall
Heaven will come my way, heaven will come soon
Angels tap the window of my room
Heaven will come my way, heaven will come soon
Angels tap my window,
Hanging from the moon
Their wings are clipped theyre ill-equipped, with their feet all full of mud.
Jangling dimes, drawing crooked lines, making faces and theyre shouting:
You gotta shine and sway, you little heart of clay;
Hermit, in your wise and empty cave.
Because, love, you little fool, it aint no box of tools;
Let her swell enormous, ride her wave
Heaven will come my way, heaven will come soon
Angels tap the window of my room
Heaven will come my way, heaven will come soon
Angels tap my window,
Hanging from the moon
Heaven will come my way, heaven will come soon
Angels tap the window of my room
Heaven will come my way, heaven will come soon
Angels tap my window,
Hanging from the moon
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