Besedila:
After The Sirens We Have No White Flags

Throw open the floodgates, we want to feel Your love! But haven't I been waiting? Haven't I been getting up from falling dreams and slipping on the frozen

My fingers are white like whispers and the lips that consume them are flames for lack of better things to set on fire. My knees are red like rumors

When I wake up on fire and get caught in the sheets, my dreams of safety hit the floor. I've heard the air raid too many times before to be bothered

Come home! I am so temporary, tell me I can sing to You with my mouth so full of blood. I am so fragile, tell me I can run to You when I can hardly

She keeps looking up and says, "The sky is assembling an army." I hold her closer and push her hair out of her face. "There's nothing to fear unless