oceans never listen to us anyway

You’re on the distant shore
Yo’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
He stamps his feet down
You hear his knuckles on your door.
He wants to send you drawings
Drawings of men with faithful hands
They’ll make such good boyfriends
He wants to tell you stories
Stories of boys who stomped 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’ll be much younger if we remember.
You’re on the distant shore
I stamp my feet down—Down do you hear knuckles
On your door. Do you understand
What I’m fighting for?
Oh,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.

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.
So… don’t make a sound.
Don’t make a sound.