I've been drunk enough to blackout

I've been screaming at the sky

I'm a shadow boxer baby and I don't even know why

I'm a tried and true believer that the truth is really not so hard to find

I've made so many bad decisions

I can't even count them all

How the hell did I end up with a life this beautiful

I used to try to explain it

These days honey I just let it fly

Maybe they're people

Maybe they don't have wings

They're up the steeple

cnd down in the broken things

Think I've figured out that faith and doubt are the same just different angles

cnd maybe there are angels

Stranger things have happened

Is it that hard to believe

That the guy behind the counter has a halo up his sleeve

There's some of them that look like us and some of them that you can't even see

Maybe they're people

Maybe they don't have wings

They're up the steeple

cnd down in the broken things

Think I've figured out that faith and doubt are the same from different angles

cnd maybe there are angels

Maybe they're people

Maybe they don't have wings

They're up the steeple

cnd down in the broken things

Think I've figured out that faith and doubt are the same just different angles

cnd maybe there are angels