There's an angel on the ground With thoughts as pure as the rain And he waked up to the sound Of wind that sings his name
And the world is empty Of shadows in his eyes And a peaceful garden Is growing where he lies
He runs away from here Into the death of fear
So close your eyes, and hold on tight To the warmth of stars named after you, sweet child Feel the light through your spine While you chase the darkened sky away And dream alone on Lukas' star tonight
And the night is calling you But you're holding up your sky Into the death of fear
Far away, far away...
And a peaceful garden Is growing where he lies, Growing where he lies...