Sirens - The Weepies, Deb Talan, Steve Tannen

Here lie remains of a ship that sailed to close to the storm

Capsized, grounded, washed-up, sounded

I hear their voices, sirens singing in the street

I thought they might be calling out for you, for me

I hear their voices, sirens calling out emergency

For you, for me, for you, for you, for you

For you, for you, for you, for me

Here lies the body of a captain

Foundered in the waves collected by the sirens

Oh, wise women of the sun

Oh, what have you done

Save this frail one left by Poseidon

I hear their voices, sirens singing in the street

I thought they might be calling out for you, for me

I hear their voices, sirens calling out emergency

For you, for me, for you, for you, for you

For you, for you, for you, for me

For you, for you, for you, for you

For you, for you, for me

I realize the lights of all retreating cars shine red

I realize you will not take back any of those words you’ve said

What did you say?

What did you say?

Why didn’t you stay?

Here lie all the photographs

All that I remember taken under, sent us under

How I drift through history, a small Sargasso sea

Rising, sinking, still I’m thinking

I hear their voices, sirens singing in the street

I thought they might be calling out for you, for me

I hear their voices, sirens calling out emergency

For you, for me, for you, for you, for you

For you, for you, for you, for me

For you, for you, for you, for you

For you, for you, for me

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah