Atlas Sound
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The messenger is old and grey
And when he sets up - decay
And everything looks the same
Nothing is ever rearranged
Everywhere I look
My angel is broken
Everywhere I look
My angel is broken
Everywhere I look
My angel is broken
Everywhere I look
My angel is broken
The older you get - you'll see
You'll be a lot like me
Arrangements are made complete
And now you are on your feet
Everywhere I look
My angel is broken
Everywhere I look
My angel is broken
Everywhere I look
My angel is broken
Everywhere I look
My angel is broken