Underground Wildfires Fallen Angels lyrics

Old Dustin Greenwood,
Out in the storm,
Looking for some form of an angel.

He wanders in wallow,
Looking for tomorrow,
Hoping that it will come again.

The sweat freezes on his brow,
And he can only wonder how
Far he is from the nearest town.

He's concluded now
that every flake of snow
Is a fallen angel, and redemption shot itself.

The life that he's running from,
He was feared by everyone.

It bites at his heels,
Bites at his heels.

Looking for that distant land,
Where he can be a different man.
It burns in his eyes,
Burns in his eyes.

Just when Dustin nearly falls,
He thinks he hears his Angel's call,
Howling from the highway up ahead.

He falls upon the snowy road,
Where his angel dies, and groans,
And is buried by the other fallen angels.