Siren - Royal Wood

Siren, siren that calls the young sailor men

Oh I’m not much of a formidable opponent

Oh mark my words, yes mark my words

Love will wreck me afterwards

But now I revel in its curse

I’m thankful that it found me… love

Siren, siren that brings out the firemen

A three alarm blaze, the flames are arriving

Oh mark my words, yes mark my words

Love will burn me afterwards

But now I revel in its curse

I’m thankful that it found me…

Oh mark my words, yes mark my words

Love will burn

Love will burn

And of all the faith that you decree

Our ways are as the symphony

We play our heartstrings splendidly

Though the music’s surely ending… love

Oh mark my words, yes mark my words

Love will burn me afterwards

But now I revel in its curse

I’m thankful that it found me…

Oh mark my words, yes mark my words

Love will burn

Love will burn

And of all the faith that you decree

The ways are as the symphony

We play our heartstrings splendidly

But the music’s surely ending…

And of all the faith that you decree

The ways are as the symphony

We play our heartstrings splendidly

But the music’s surely ending…