Ordinary Angels - Frente!

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

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

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

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Even though you own your own comet

Ordinary people it’s okay

You don’t have to wear those wings

They’re stupid things

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da