Sunset Rubdown Shut Up I Am Dreaming of Places Where Lovers Have Wings

You're on the distant shore
You're on the distant shore
But 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
You hear his knuckles on your door

He wants to send you drawings
Drawings of men with faithful hands
They will make such good boyfriends

And he wants to tell you stories
Stories of boys who stamp their feet
Saying, "Shut shut up
I am 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 will be much younger
And we'll remember

You're on the distant shore
I stamp my feet down
Do you hear my knuckles on your door
Do you understand what I'm pining for?

But 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
Oceans never listen to us anyway

I'm afraid of the water
I'm afraid of the sky
And 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
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