Angels In The Attic lyrics

This world can leave you high and dryLike a kid kicked out of a carThis girl will get back up and tryI can always find my way in the darkI know the monsters under my bedI know the voices in my headI've got angels in the atticTryin on my mother's clothesAnd they're dancing to the static on the old radiosHush now and listen to the soundThey're telling me to keep myself lightLife's tough with both feet on the groundGotta lend a little wing to this flightI know the whisper in my earI know the hand that wipes my tearI've got angels in the atticTryin on my mother's clothesAnd they're dancing to the static…Is it my imagination or my reality?I don't have to change the station or see it to believe…