The Sirens - Softengine

A messy pile of clothes

Lying on my floor

Should the end come close

Still I’m waiting for

A cold blue breeze

Blows it knows the room

My heart is going through

Having mind in to

No ones calling you

But the sirens do

Hanging on the shortest straw

Because my heads full of choices

Hanging on the lowest fall

When the sirens call you oh, I

Scream louder for you oh, I do

The horizon

Lost its brightest glow

Don’t you let it go

Through our darkest hour

I will lead you home oh, I do

When the sirens call

Hiding every source of light

Cover my ears from the voices

Verifying if I’m alive

When the sirens call you, oh, I

Scream louder for you, oh, I do

The horizon

Lost its brightest glow

Don’t you let it go

Through our darkest hour

I will lead you home, oh, I do

When the sirens call

When the sirens call you