You are not a siren
And this is not your song
But there is no denying I am holding on.
I’m trying hard to hide you deep inside my chest.
Just press your smile against your cheek
And let gravity do the rest.
I am not concluding
We are not foregone.
But there is no denying this is dead wrong.
The country sky is black and flat as paper on a roof.
You are brilliant as a floodlight
Through a million tiny holes.
It could be so easy.
You whisper hold me close.
Deafened by a silence that is desperately polite.
It’s the absence of our voices that keeps me up tonight.
I’m haunted like a house,
I’ve been rattled like a chain.
You have woken up my ghost,
You have given it a name.
It could be so easy
You whisper in my hair.
You are not a siren
And this is not your song
But there is no denying I’ve been holding on.
I’m trying hard to hide you deep inside my chest.
Just press your smile against my cheek
And baby, let me rest.
- 专辑:Mystery Prize
- 歌手:Rebecca Loebe
- 歌曲:Siren