Seeing Angels

There is a world, you know
Outside this room
So take a look around it
Tell us what you see
I don’t mean the curtains or the pictures

I just wanna know
When you look up through the ceiling
Are you way ahead of us
Or have you made friends with the monsters and creatures
Or is it better not to tell
Because we couldn’t handle hell

Or ‘cause you might be seeing angels
You might be seeing ghosts
You might be seeing everything we don’t
And if there is a wall around this universe
You might be looking through the only window
Back into this world

Is there any future
For a man like me
Taking his own sweet time to recover
From his own sweet atrocities

Bolder than brave,
Worried and shamed
But can you tell this old man anything
That he ain’t already known
Or seen on his own headstone
Tell him what he’s been reaching for

Because you might be seeing angels
You might be seeing ghosts
You might be seeing everything we don’t
And if there is a wall around this universe
You might be looking through the only window
Back into this world

And if you mention us, I won’t mind
It won’t hurt to put in a kind word
For us now and again, come on
'cause we're all fuckin' liars, we preach to the choir
And we really might appreciate knowing

If you might be seeing angels
You might be seeing ghosts
You might be seeing everything we don’t
And if there is a wall around this universe
You might be looking through the only window
Back into this world
Back into this world