The sound of a staircase
Echoes to the fourth floor
Holding a thousand worries far
The rooms branching out
To impatient patients
Heads filling with doubt
Oh, we kept up with the sirens
But couldn't chase them away
Oh, we kept up with the sirens
But couldn't chase them away
I stopped to buy my first black tie
On the way home
And I tried to get it right
On my own
I tried all night long
Oh, we kept up with the sirens
But couldn't chase them away
Oh, we kept up with the sirens
But couldn't chase them away
Couldn't chase them away
Couldn't chase them away
The recycled fear that brews
In our chests
Courses through every vein
That leads away and back to the heart
Ending only to restart
Oh we kept up with the sirens
But couldn't chase them away
And I saw your sister crying
Her sorrow said stay
In came the white gowns
And I could tell by their sigh
That for us, tonight,
The visiting hours don't apply
The visiting hours don't apply
We loved you to the moon
We loved you to the moon
We loved you to the moon