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Everyone knows Sarah McLachlan's iconic song "Angel," if not from her extensive catalog of classic hits, then from those really touching SPCA commercials where the singer lends her voice to stop animal cruelty. In a recent question-and-answer session, McLachlan revealed that the song is not written about or inspired by an animal, but by another musician. Sarah_McLachlan_29_July_2010 - Wikimedia Commons Jonathan Melvoin was the keyboardist for the Smashing Pumpkins before his death after a heroin overdose in 1996. "I wrote "Angel" after being on the road for almost two years straight and was both mentally and physically drained," McLachlan wrote. "I went to a cottage north of Montreal to relax and write and read an article in Rolling Stone about the Smashing Pumpkins keyboard player who had OD'ed in a hotel room." Sarah_McLachlan_plays_the_2017_Invictus_Games - Wikimedia Commons She continued, "the story shook me because though I have never done hard drugs like that, I felt a flood of empathy for him and that feeling of being lost and lonely and desperately searching for some kind of release." "Angel" was released in 1998 and landed on the top 5 in the Billboard charts. It was one of the most successful songs of that year. (source) Lyrics to Sarah McLachlan's "Angel" 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 I need some distraction Oh, beautiful release Memories seep from my veins And maybe empty Oh, and weightless, and maybe I'll find some peace tonight 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 So tired of the straight line And everywhere you turn There's vultures and thieves at your back The storm keeps on twisting Keep on building the lies That you make up for all that you lack It don't make no difference Escape 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 Artist Repurposes Old Car Tires Into Beds For Stray Animals