Angels Heap - Neil Finn

News travels fast

There’s an old wreck in the underpass

Wine in a glass

And a well travelled bed

Down the length and breadth of the motorway

Down the information highway

I took a ride

In an angels heap

Yeah I took a ride

And she took me away

To where the hills are steep

Yeah I took a ride

In the still mind of a child

There’s a live bird on her shoulder

She could swallow a lie

Like she’s drinking a flagon of beer

I’ll never be the same again

Let the black wheels fly over

I took a ride

In an angels heap

And she took me away

To where the air was sweet

And she made me come alive

In a red vinyl seat

Yeah I took a ride

Let the black wheels fly over