In the heat of the Indian summer

Out along the appalachian way

You can hear the sound of the overnight angels

As they pray, charged by the light of some mariners lantern

Spitting out a cold but triangular spray

Can't you hear the screams of the overnight angels as they play? Talking to the spirits through a silver curtain

Reaching out beyond the length of the light

You can catch a glimpse of an overnight angel as he shines

Dancing through the toys of the dead and the living

Laughing at the poets changing their rhymes

Can't you feel the pulse of the overnight angels beating time? Can you hear us, can you hear us?

Were talking 'bout the overnight angels

Can you hear us, can you hear us?

Were talking 'bout the overnight angels, angels, angels Children of the junkies led the revolution

Push yourselves over, get yourselves there

Someone throw their arms round the overnight angels

'Cause they care, angels don't need no phony religion

Throw them out along with the ethnic nowheres

They will never speak to the overnight angels, they can only stare Can you hear us, can you hear us?

Were talking 'bout the overnight angels

Can you hear us, can you hear us?

Were talking 'bout the overnight angels, angels, angels, angels Can you hear us, can you hear us?

Were talking 'bout the overnight angels

Can you hear us, can you hear us?

Were talking 'bout the overnight angels, angels, angels, angels Can you hear us, can you hear us?

Were talking 'bout the overnight angels

Can you hear us, can you hear us?

Were talking 'bout the overnight angels, angels, angels, angels Can you hear us, can you hear us?

Were talking 'bout the overnight angels

Can you hear us, can you hear us?

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Overnight angels, overnight angels

Talking about, the overnight angels