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Where Angels Fear to Thread

by This Beautiful Mess

on Away with the Swine (2006)

Fold your hand into mine.
Let's run for our lives.
Close your eyes one last time.
Shut the world outside.

I know we're meant to go places where angels fear to tread.
Each step we take will make sense someday.

Now don't be frightened.
I will be your eyes.
When you grow tired,
when you fall behind.
Just take hold of me,
I will be your feet.
I will carry you,
I will look after you.

I know we're meant to go places where angels fear to tread.
Each step we take will make sense someday.