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Introducción: F C F C G C F C F C F C G C F
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So many songs about angels
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It seems god makes them with his hands
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So I guess this mess of falling angels
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Must fit his immortal plan
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How every flower should open
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How every crippled bird should fly
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And a cry of love from the deepest darkest ocean
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Flies up through his brightest broken sky
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But I can't point no finger
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You can't do nothing more to me, see
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Here's my broken hammer
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But I'm still playing in that key
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And at the holy saint's asylum
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There's this patron for lost souls
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Who've perjured grail for the money
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Mammon's kingdom and his power
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All is painted glory, yeah, but glory holds a key
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And here's this broken hammer
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Can't fix this old piano
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Seems sometimes that you can't get enough of me
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Hurting
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As the hammer hits the key
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But if god could make them angels
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With only mud and dust and sand
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Making blood from living water
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Man, I think I'd understand
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He'd be in every flower that opens
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And in the first new breath of spring
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In the bird song high in the sky
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Sailing clear across the oceans
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Some hear his voice in every bell that rings
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They say it's god who made the angels
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From infinity and sand
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But if Heaven made the angels
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Who in Hell made man?
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If god could make angels
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If god could make angels
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Why in hell make man?