Laying out the cards to see what’s real
But shying away from damage
Pictures of towers falling
Just a sleight of a hand to make you feel
Looking to the horizon
I think the water's rising

Is there something there to fear?
Tie my hands to the mast and plug your ears
And you won’t hear the sirens sing
I think they’re drawing nearer

Saw you at the barricades again
Singing to raise our spirits
Over a hail of bullets
And hiding in the warmth of shared beliefs
Away from the storm that’s coming
I think the car's still running

Was there something there to fear?
Tie my hands to the mast and plug your ears
And you won’t hear the sirens sing
I think I feel them closing in
Maybe I want to let them

Come closer
And let them wash over me
Come closer
A let their voices burrow deep
Just to let the feeling
Come decide the road I take
As the waters hold me down
And the waves begin to break

I hear the sirens coming
I hear the sirens coming
Along a dark horizon
I hear the sirens coming
I hear the sirens coming
But it’s not the weight of the water
No, it’s the lack of air
Pulling the words from your body
Into a poetry of fear
And they control your vision
Until there’s nothing left to see
Just the static flickering
Of an electrical sea
Cutting into all your wonder
And weaponising your dreams
Into a golden nightmare
That keeps ambition from your reach
And the waves keep breaking
And the sky ‘comes overcast
And the sirens call out to you
As you hold on to the mast

Hold fast