Send your whiskey barrel snow dog, up to the avalanche.
I sip your sweet life fire water, hell I might have a chance.
Shoot your monkey rocket test pilot up like a satellite.
On a wing, on a prayer, out of mind or just out of sight?
I once was lost.
My grace is you, my grace is you.
You’re my angel in the dark.
Charge your cannon fire war horse, four legged warrior.
Fire up the strings, violins, it’s the 1812 overture.
Fly your dark secret dove glider, back to the king of schemes.
Carve your stones, conquer thrones, history books are just make believe.
I once was lost.
My grace is you, my grace is you.
Blind like a moth. My flame is you, my flame is you.
You’re my angel in the dark.