Looking for angels,
Up in the sky,
As the world spins into turmoil;
Everyone pretending not to understand why.
The children are beeging for something ot eat;
The homless hunting for needles,
Out in the street.
Looking for angels,
To stop all the pain,
As the world bleeds out it's blood;
A bullet through it's own brain.
What will you do,
To help others- to make a change?
Just wait to be just another one who's,
Looking for angels,
To show up in this place;
To help save us-
The human race?
Blood is stained upon our hands,
From the violence we have caused.
Do you think violence is something angels understand?
Looking for angels,
Up in the sky,
As the worl spins into turmoil,
The angels crying- asking, "Why?"