Hymn For The Weekend (But it hits different)

Oh, angels send
From up
Above
You paint my skies
With shades
Of love
When I was down
When I was torn
You pulled me through the storm

Life is a dance
And love's
A drug
Oh, now I think I must be miles up
When I was lost
In empty cups
You came to rain a flood!

I said 'drink from me, drink from me' when I was drownin' in the sea
You wrote a symphony
Now I just can't get enough

Put your wings on me, wings on me when I was breaking gravity
You sang a symphony
When I'm low, low, low, low!
I, oh I, oh I, got me feeling free and high
So high, so high
I, oh I, oh I, now I'm feeling free and high
So high, so high

Oh, angels send
From up
Above
I feel you like
A tidal rush!
Life is a flame
And your love's
About
To make the stars
Shout, shout!

Put your wings on me, wings on me when I was chained to history
You turn my pain to poetry
When I'm low, low, low, low!
I, oh I, oh I, got me feeling free and high
So high, so high
I, oh I, oh I, now I'm feeling free and high
So high, so high

I, oh I, oh I, got me feeling free and high
So high, so high