Shut Up I Am Dreaming Of Places Where Lovers Have Wings

You're on the distant shore
 You're on the distant shore
 Oceans never listen to us anyway
 Oceans never listen to us anyway
 And if I fall into the drink
 I will say your name before I sink
 He says your name out loud
 In miniature rooms where no one's found
 It's a desperate sound
 You're on the distant shore
 And he stamps his feet down
 Do you hear his knuckles on your door
 He wants to send you drawings
 Drawings of men with faithful hands
 They will make such good boyfriends
 And he wants to tell you stories
 Stories of boys who stamp their feet
 Saying, Shut, shut up I am dreaming of places where lovers have wings
 I'll meet you where the river forks, when everyone else is dead you'll be safe on the water, we will be much younger and we remember
 You're on the distant shore
 I stamp my feet down, down, do you hear my knuckles on your door, do you understand what I'm pining for?
 But oceans never listen to us anyway
 Oceans never listen to us anyway
 And if I fall into the drink
 I will say your name before I sink
 But oceans never listen to us anyway
 I'm afraid of the water
 I'm afraid of the sky
 I'm tired of waiting
 Oceans never listen to us anyway
 Oceans never listen to us anyway
 And if I fall into the drink
 I will say your name before I sink
 Oceans never listen to us anyway
 So don't make a sound
 Don't make a sound
 Don't make a sound
 Don't make a sound
 Don't make a sound
 Don't make a sound
 Don't make a sound
 Don't make a sound
 Don't make a sound
 Don't make a sound
 Don't make a sound