Shut Up I Am Dreaming of Places Where Lovers Have Wings (Daytrotter Session Version)

You're on a distant sho-oh-oh-ore,
You're on a distant sho-oh-oh-oh-ore,
Oceans never listen to us anyway,
Oceans never listen to us anyway,
And if I fall into the drink,
I will say your name, before I sink...
He says your name out loud,
In miniature rooms where no one’s found,
It’s a desperate sound...
You're on the distant shore,
And he stamps his feet down,
Do you hear his knuckles on your door?
He wants to send you drawings,
Drawings of men with faithful hands,
They'll make such good boyfriends...
And he wants to tell you stories,
Stories of boys who stomped their feet
Saying “Shut – shut up,
I'm dreaming of places where lovers have wings.”
“I’ll meet you where the river forks,
When everyone else is dead you’ll be safe on the water,
We’ll be much younger than we remember."
You're on a distant shore!
I stamp my feet down-down do you hear knuckles on your door, Do you understand what I’m fighting for?
And oceans never listen to us anyway
Oceans never listen to us anyway
And if I fall into the drink,
I will say your name, before I sink
But oceans never listen to us anyway...
I’m afraid of the water...
I’m afraid of the sky...
I’m tired of waiting...
Oceans never listen to us anyway...
Oceans never listen to us anyway...
And if I fall into the drink,
I will say your name, before I sink,
But oceans never listen to us anyway...
So… don’t make a sound...
Don’t make a sound...
Don’t make a sound...
Don’t make a sound...
Don’t make a sound...
Don’t make a sound...
Don’t make a sound...
Don’t make a sound...
Don’t make a sound...
Don’t make a sound...
Don’t make a sound...