Angel (Sarah McLachlan) - Allison Crowe (live-on-television) video free download

Musician Allison Crowe performs, live-on-television, one of her favourite songs by Sarah McLachlan, also a Canuck - and an early inspiration to the singer-songwriter from Canada's most western shores.

A live-off-the-floor, recording studio, version of this song appears on Allison Crowe's "Tidings" CD album: http://music.allisoncrowe.com/track/angel

In featuring her musical force, the UNESCO-endorsed New Songs For Peace Project says: "Allison Crowe may not be well-known now but this young woman has the voice and talent to be the next Alanis or Norah. The raw emotions in her hauntingly beautiful rendition of 'Angel' should convince you of her potential."

Music journalist Teri McIntyre, in a nod to the artist's iconoclastic approach, writes: "Crowe manages to give the song a refreshing, blown-out emotional take that, for some, may surpass the original."

This performance, broadcast, for years, each December across Allison Crowe's homeland, is part of her one-hour television special called "Tidings". It's produced by Doug Slack and his team at CHUM TV's "Inside Pandora's Box".

Angel

Words & Music by Sarah McLachlan

As performed by Allison Crowe

Spend all your time waiting

for that second chance

for a break that would make it okay

there's always some reason

to feel not good enough

and it's hard at the end of the day

need some distraction

oh beautiful release

memory seeps through my veins

that may be empty

and weightless and maybe

I'll find some peace tonight

In the arms of an angel

fly away from here

from this dark cold hotel room

and the endlessness that you fear

you are pulled from the wreckage

of your silent reverie

you're in the arms of the angel

may you find some comfort there

So tired of the straight line

and everywhere you turn

there's vultures and thieves at your back

storm keeps on twisting

you keep on building the lie

that you make up for all that you lack

it don't make no difference

escape for one last time

it's easier to believe in this sweet madness, oh

this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

In the arms of the angel

fly away from here

from this dark cold hotel room

and the endlessness that you fear

you are pulled from the wreckage

of your silent reverie

you're in the arms of the angel

may you find some comfort here

you're in the arms of the angel

may you find some comfort here