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
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
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Writer(s): Camilla Ingr, Michael Doerksen, Jordan Cramer, Spencer Krug
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