Last night, I leveled with the angels 
They were everywhere
there was nothing I could do 

It wasn't their call. 
We entered the house greeted by a stranger who
who would soon replace ours. 
And right away 
I knew I was entering 
a place of uncertainty and disdain. 
Why is father on the phone? 
Did he notice her withering hand?
Or is it something she said? 
Up this flight of stairs 
how dare I enter this room and this house. 

I descend into a room down the hall 
My hands are shaking
I must reason with the angels. 
They will understand 
They will see the tears, 
tell everyone I can make them let her go
And right away 
I knew I was entering 
a place of uncertainty and disdain. 
Why is father on the phone? 
Did he notice her withering hand?
Or is it something she said? 
Up this flight of stairs 
how dare I enter this room and this house.
And this house.

Right now.
she's in heaven now
this house couldn't work as a cage for an angel
Now it's me 
I've got to go 
to a place of uncertainty and disdain. 

Why is father on the phone? 
Did he notice her withering hand?
Or is it something she said? 
Up this flight of stairs 
how dare I enter this room on the phone, 
did he notice her withering hand?
Or is it something she said? 
Up this flight of stairs 
how dare I enter this room and this house