Theres angels hiding under
Tressles above the ground
They hover there forever
So they cant be found
Trains are speeding over
Over the frozen lakes
Would you ever see me
Under the ice awake
Its too late now
Its too late now
Its too late to fix my broken hands
To fix my broken hands
Hes got a steel guitar
Where his hearts supposed to be
Called in the mechanic
He couldnt tune the strings
And theres always circus music
Playing inside his head
It jumped into the river
And into the sea it fled
Its too late now
Its too late now
Its too late to fix my broken hands
To fix my broken hands