I'm losing sleep over the loose ends
'Cuz I've been thinking about the past
Screening calls from all my old friends
Tying myself up to the mast
'Cuz I can't hear myself
Scream over the panic of the engines
And I don't trust my hands to work
Left to all my foolish impulse I'd keep running at the sound
I hear them calling from the shallows
Some days no louder than the breeze
Through the canal straight to my eardrums
Until the drown out all the roaring of the seas
And I can't hear myself
Scream over the panic of the engines
And I don't trust my hands to work
Left to all my foolish impulse I'd keep running at the sound
I'm losing sleep over the loose ends
While all the while I'm tied up in the rigging
But I know it's for the best, I know
I'm losing sleep over the loose ends
While all the while I'm tied up in the rigging
But I know it's for the best, I know
But I can't hear myself
Scream over the panic of the engines
And I don't trust my hands to work
Left to all my foolish impulse I'd keep running at the sound
I'm losing sleep over the loose ends
While all the while I'm tied up in the rigging
But I know it's for the best, I know
I'm losing sleep over the loose ends
While all the while I'm tied up in the rigging
But I know it's for the best, I know