Sirens

How loud the sirens can be When you're running heart-first Through an icy nocturne How loud Whoa-oh-oh-oh They can be... It's never easy to be free And it doesn't take much to make-believe But could you forgive yourself In the end? The mutation In the calculation Is very heavy Very heavy Somewhere in the storm I found solace Guess I'm happy Very happy Sirens blend Into a valid cacophony A heavy heart Never breaks quite evenly Drown into the womb Of an ellipsis And be happy Very happy Clarity returns To fragmented reflections As ripples ease up On the river of judgement The images enrobe you In enervating weights But somewhere in the distance The LORD says "Keep your faith" How far the distance can feel When you're dragging round baggage Through the clouds and caverns I love freedom And I wanna love life But sometimes I ask myself "Are you even trying? Pick it up!" Now we're talking sewing machines And sacrifice It's a little heavy To be weary How loud the sirens can be How deep the river can burn How far the distance can feel