You can ask How I am of form and function Not a living being at all Just a waste Always counting on Tomorrow to hold me up And all we are to hold me up
Do you feel safe While you're waiting For the sirens to sing For the sirens to sing tou to sleep For the sirens to sing you songs that climb in the windows like spiders not living beings at all They're just a waste Always counting on feeling safe sung to sleep not
Tonight it's all we are to hold me up While you're waiting For the sirens to sing you sleep