"Siren" lyrics

"Siren"

A flag-draped coffin
Makes his way through the city streets
Shaking hands with
The strangers that it meets
An old man ragged
Lost his colors and his flag
Trust the passing wind
And the calls remember his name

But I thought you knew
That nothing would change
Well, the rains, they still fall though
When you're not around

And the sirens call
Cold as the howl from your lung
We were born wild
We will die wild thing

Eyes once a best buy
On the cover of the times
Becomes the face, becomes the mess
Becomes the face
In a house of windows
Now a room of mirrors
When the sun sets
And the night comes down

But I thought you knew
That nothing would change
Well, the rains, they still fall though
When you're not around

And the sirens call
Cold as the howl from your lung
We were born wild
We will die wild thing

And all it took
Was a stone well-thrown
You're all more than chained
To make you human once again
But I thought you knew
That nothing would change
Well, the rains, they still fall, kid
When you're not around

And the sirens call
Cold as the howl from your lung
We were born wild
We will die wild thing

A flag-draped coffin
Makes his way through the city streets
Another number
In the cost of being free


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