The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
I watched you steal away
A man's best years
With the drumming of his fingers
With the kicking of his heels
I watched you put away
Your sweetest sins
I watched tempters satisfy
With the sweet taste
Of wasted time
Don't let me disappear
Don't let me let me fall apart
Don't lead me to the wayside
Just don't let me go
Don't let me fade away
I watched him travel down
A steady road
With no milestones
Just a gentle slope
Soft underfoot
No sudden turns to warn of sliding
Down that safe and sound
But all too familiar road
This is all too familiar
Don't let me disappear
Don't let me let me fall apart
Don't lead me to the wayside
Just don't let me go
Don't let me fade away
Just keep this off my mind
Anything or not a thing will do
I watched you steal away
A man's best years
With the drumming of his fingers
With the kicking of his heels
Without the twinkle in his eye
I watched him beg and plead with moving lips
And bended knee
Just to have you back
Be numb my heart
This is all too familiar
O' nothingness
Don't let me disappear
Don't let me let me fall apart
Don't lead me to the wayside
Just don't let me go
Don't let me fade away
They've got you wrapped around their fingers
Because anything or not a thing will do
(A DEAD FIRE IN A COLD ROOM)
Oubliette (Disappear) was produced by Matt Squire.