So they came into being   Under a dying sun   Better angels of our nature   A job well done?   Don't under the surface   Lying dead but dreaming   Better angels of our natures   'twas a dream worth dreaming...      When all our wisdom has faded   All is said and done   Our good intentions are jaded, jaded   And all hope is done   For the better angels      So the seagulls landed   On a dying shore   And all our hopes were stranded   Growing faint to the core   Yet the city's breathing   Forever dead but dreaming   Better angels of our nature   'twas a dream worth dreaming...      Let us pray for our better angels...