Ordinary Angels

You get the world for your birthday baby

Open your eyes and say yes, no, maybe

The box ticks on, the core is a bomb

The world is silent

You listen like a lover to it

Sometimes a mirror's a miracle

Sometimes it's nothing at all

In this reflection even angels fall

You could fly anytime

Even though you own your own comet

Ordinary people

It's okay

You don't have to wear those wings

They're stupid things

I know some dizzy, easy heights

Don't stop your life at the lights

Don't be smart, be a beginner

Don't be wrong, even when it's right

Ordinary people

It's okay

We're not watching anyway

It's okay

Even though you own your own comet

Ordinary people

It's okay

You don't have to wear those wings

Ordinary people

It's okay

You don't have to wear those wings

They're stupid things