I awoke from a dream to the sound of fluttering wings A flock of ghosts on the lawn Travelling south for the winter i suppose They're lost trying to leave this icy winterland frost But there's no way to escape everything There's an angel up in a tree And she won't come down She's afraid that she might fall Into the arms of a fireman And she will lose her soul Sometimes they don't know when to let go But there's no way to escape everything