Angels In The Wind Video (MV)

Build me a bungalow better yet sell me yours
I'd like to live my days sitting out on the porch
Where no-one knows my name and no-one's knocking the door
And all I am is the dust inside my bones

Build me a monastery where I can soak up the Lord
I'd like to spend my days down a tree lined road
Where the verge is green and no-one knows that I'm home
And all I am is the dust inside my bones

In the wind as it sails across the ocean
In the wind as it floats out on the breeze
In the wind as it wanders with strangers
Waking up the neighbors
Dancing 'round like Angels in the wind

Build me a gallery better yet sell me yours
I'd like to take some time staring back at the walls
Where the avant-garde is rising up from the floor
And all I am is the dust inside my bones

In the wind as it sails across the ocean
In the wind as it floats out on the breeze
In the wind as it wanders with strangers
Waking up the neighbors
Dancing 'round like Angels in the wind

In the wind as it sails across the ocean
In the wind as it floats out on the breeze
In the wind as it wanders with strangers
Waking up the neighbors
Dancing 'round like Angels in the wind