Siren

Koethe Koethe

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You’re trying to pull back
I’m trying to hold
You’re looking in the dark for
The signals

And you're breaking down
In fire and smoke
I’m trying to breathe now
You’re starting to choke

And in your weary ways
You know I've seen your pain and your rage

And the sirens they scream
But the silence seems deafening to you
And you pray to your God that
The words you have heard are not true
And the eyes in the mirror
They cry like they already know
Through the pain in this place you
Can’t face that there's no coming home

I'm trying to pull you up
You’re starting to fall
If you could go back
And change it all

And in your weary stare
You’re starting to find that life's not fair

And the sirens they scream
But the silence seems deafening to you
And you pray to your God that
The words you have heard are not true
And the eyes in the mirror
They cry like they already know
Through the pain in this place you can’t face
That there's no coming home

Home, home
Oh, oh

And the sirens they scream
But the silence seems deafening to you
And you pray to your God that
The words you have heard are not true
And the eyes in the mirror
They cry like they already know
Through the pain in this place you
Must face that there's no coming home

Home, home
Home, home