Calling All Angels - Chelsea Cutler, Quinn XCII

You’re out the door, nothin' more, got your mind made up

Don’t wanna fight, it’s alright, but I wish you’d listen to me

You hear a voice, yeah, it’s noise that you’re not enough

I know you’re scared of the past, but it don’t mean you can’t be free

I hope that you learn to breathe

I hope you find your peace

Have everything you need around you

I hope your swift to love

Take each day as it comes

Let everything you want surround you

I’m calling all, calling all angels

Calling all, calling all angels

I’m calling all, calling all angels

Calling all, calling all angels

There was a day that you prayed for the things you’ve got

There was a night that you cried for pain that you used to have

I know it’s hard to believe in the things you want

Days might be dark sometimes but you know that this too shall pass