Stealing the Doors of Heaven Compilation of the Febuary Works of Errant Angel 1996 Satiate Decree Sweet love Jesus up there take your break lend me your ear and leave the door unlocked if just for a second I want to sneak Bow down to tie your shoes about your house but listen to my cries and find the things as they rise from your creation that speak of our love Things that tell me how you feel the morning after Cloud in the Night and on those nights that you send me away Where had the bull gone so that you can cry alone I can not see the hunter s eye a panic overtakes me Let me steal Without the guide the doors of heaven of the northern star and find the angel s asleep to tell me what The hosts will miss the guest in my future lyes and I can roam alone I am lost free to discover in a terrible oblivion the objects of discust forced to live day by day you normally hide with out the stars to guide me The flickering hues of emotion or find fault in my humble actions displayed for my sight O! Burn through the clouds unaware of my presense brightest of stars truth beknown and show me the future again b l a d e