Sirens

Sirens in my head, stop looking at what’s ahead
Height of the ceiling, lows of healing
Candid colors, of fading summers
The old in her demeanor she must be from another time

A place where distractions fade, I can imagine it’s homemade
She must be a dreamer, eyes of a healer
Imperfections feel better, they show true weather
I’m afraid of losing time, let it sit, let it shine

Sirens in my head
Sirens in my head
Sirens in my head
Sirens in my head

Apparently teeming with thoughtless scheming
Laughing at your foreign views, of what’s happening inside my shoes
From the other point of view, it can’t be true
I won’t be moved, even if it weighs on you

Sirens in my head
Sirens in my head
Sirens in my head
Sirens in my head

I’m a cool breeze feeling fine, no trace in her eyes
Just a pure minds wise, reached the end of it’s time