Cornucopia of My Soul - Kevin Max

I would rather be an angel crying

I would rather be a shooting star

I would rather be a human trying

'Cause tempest come and tempest go

Bind the wounds and heal the soul from doubting

I would rather be here with you sleeping

I would rather hold you all night long

'Cause tempest come and tempests go

We’re bulletproof and rock and roll

I would rather be here with you sleeping

Take these bones and mend them for your keeping

'Cause tempest come and tempest go

We’re bulletproof and rock and roll

You’re flying

Cornucopia of my soul

Here I am, I have lost control

I would rather be an angel crying

I would rather be a shooting star

I would rather be a human

Gather up these bones and try real hard

Try real hard

Try real hard

(Try real hard and I never stop)

Try real hard

(Try real hard up against it all)

Try real hard

(Try real hard and I never stop)

Try real hard

(Try real hard up against it all)