Hymn for the Weekend

Oh, angels sent from up above You know you make my world light up When I was down, when I was hurt You came to lift me up    Life is a drink, and love's a drug Oh now I think I must be miles up When I was hurt, withered, dried up You came to rain a flood   So drink from me, drink from me When I was so thirsty    We're on a symphony Now I just can't get enough Put your wings on me, wings on me When I was so heavy       We're on a symphony When I'm lower, lower, lower, low Ah-oh-ah-oh-ah Got me feeling drunk and high So high, so high     Oh-ah-oh-ah-oh-ah I'm feeling drunk and high So high, so high     Oh, angels sent from up above I feel it coursing through my blood Life is a drink, your love's about To make the stars come out       Put your wings on me, wings on me When I was so heavy       We're on a symphony When I'm lower, lower, lower, low Ah-oh-ah-oh-ah Got me feeling drunk and high So high, so high     Oh-ah-oh-ah-oh-ah I'm feeling drunk and high So high, so high     Ah-oh-ah-oh-ah La, la, la, la, la, la, la So high, so high Ah-oh-ah-oh-ah I'm feeling drunk and high So high, so high    Then we'll shoot across the sky           Then we'll shoot across the...            Then we'll shoot across the sky           Then we'll shoot across the...            Then we'll shoot across the sky           Then we'll shoot across the...            Then we'll shoot across the sky           Then we'll shoot across the...            Then we'll shoot across the sky           Then we'll shoot across the...