Whiskeytown - Things I Heard (aka Streets Of Sirens) lyrics

Heart's a field of beautiful flowers Mine's a street with sirens Sleep a lull of gulf in drifted feathers Lay with weighted eyelids I recognize the whispers though I can't tell the words Learn to lose the darkness With things I heard Even I once knew I should run Learned when I was young Heart's a boat that sails on your ocean's memory Mine is still on empty I recognize the whispers Though I can't tell the words Learn to lose the darkness