Oh, I long to hear choruses of sirens
Beating half your door in
will that shake you open?
Oh, I long to know if every frozen ocean
Ever can be broken
Are you ever choked up?
Smaller in my arms
Than I remember
A heartbeat’s sudden stop
Last November
Brittle bones, sticks and stone
Brittle bones, dial tones
Oh, I long to hear choruses of sirens
Beating half your door in
will that shake you open?
Oh, I long to know
if every frozen ocean
Ever can be broken
Are you ever choked up?