Holly McNarland sister

He's gone miles high
Is he going miles higher?
He's gone miles high
Isn't that your sister, climbing in the window?
Tapping on the glass, hoping that you'll open
Easy does it, easy, are you standing down now?
Hands under water, taking her down in town
He's gone miles high
Is he going miles higher?
He's gone miles high
Isn't that your mother sleeping somewhere distant?
Watching from above, counting all your whispers
People pleasing, lazy, doesn't come around now
The only thing he needs is what he just cannot have
Isn't that your sister? Isn't that your sister?
Isn't that your sister? Isn't that your sister?
Isn't that your sister?