Jewel - Amen

Hal - le - lu - jah. verse 2: Eyes stare up, but something's in the way. In the Bible, only angels have wings And the rest must wait to be saved. A dry tounge screams at the sky But the wind just breathes words in As a strange bird tries to fly. Verse 3: Pieces of us die everyday As though our flesh were hell. Such an injustice, as children we were told That from God we fell. Whare are my angels? Where's my golden one? Where is my hope now that my heroes have gone? Some are being beaten, s (xguitar.com)

Hal - le - lu - jah. verse 2: Eyes stare up, but something's in the way. In the Bible, only angels have wings And the rest must wait to be saved. A dry tounge screams at the sky But the wind just breathes words in As a strange bird tries to fly. Verse 3: Pieces of us die everyday As though our flesh were hell. Such an injustice, as children we were told That from God we fell. Whare are my angels? Where's my golden one? Where is my hope now that my heroes have gone? Some are being beaten, s (guitartabs.cc)

Hal - le - lu - jah. verse 2: Eyes stare up, but something's in the way. In the Bible, only angels have wings And the rest must wait to be saved. A dry tounge screams at the sky But the wind just breathes words in As a strange bird tries to fly. Verse 3: Pieces of us die everyday As though our flesh were hell. Such an injustice, as children we were told That from God we fell. Whare are my angels? Where's my golden one? Where is my hope now that my heroes have gone? Some are being beaten, (chordiearchive.chordie.com)

Hal - le - lu - jah. verse 2: Eyes stare up, but something's in the way. In the Bible, only angels have wings And the rest must wait to be saved. A dry tounge screams at the sky But the wind just breathes words in As a strange bird tries to fly. Verse 3: Pieces of us die everyday As though our flesh were hell. Such an injustice, as children we were told That from God we fell. Whare are my angels? Where's my golden one? Where is my hope now that my heroes have gone? Some are being beaten, s (tabfu.thudspace.net)

Hal - le - lu - jah. verse 2: Eyes stare up, but something's in the way. In the Bible, only angels have wings And the rest must wait to be saved. A dry tounge screams at the sky But the wind just breathes words in As a strange bird tries to fly. Verse 3: Pieces of us die everyday As though our flesh were hell. Such an injustice, as children we were told That from God we fell. Whare are my angels? Where's my golden one? Where is my hope now that my heroes have gone? Some are being beaten, s (guitaretab.com)

Hal - le - lu - jah. verse 2: Eyes stare up, but something's in the way. In the Bible, only angels have wings And the rest must wait to be saved. A dry tounge screams at the sky But the wind just breathes words in As a strange bird tries to fly. Verse 3: Pieces of us die everyday As though our flesh were hell. Such an injustice, as children we were told That from God we fell. Whare are my angels? Where's my golden one? Where is my hope now that my heroes have gone? Some are being beaten, s (azchords.com)