Song Description
This song is a metaphor for being totally lost in music or a song. The kind that can take you off to some place where nothing else matters for those few minutes.
Song Length |
6:26 |
Genre |
Rock - Alternative, Rock - Indie/Low-Fi |
Tempo |
Non 4/4 |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Hysterical, Tense |
Subject |
Sensation, Other |
Similar Artists |
Coldplay |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Sirens are singing out, beckoning me near
Caress my senses, sweat music to my ear
Recline back into my thoughts and drift away
Its futile to resist, to this power I'm a slave
I feel the warm embrace I feel the beauty and grace
Resonating through my mortal frame
And I'd throw my arms around, Oo this heavenly sound
Hold it with me till the end of time
Lost in the sound, the World don't spin round no more
Times standing still but I've got the will to go on
Lost in the sound, the World don't spin round no more
And times standing still but I've got the will to go on, on and on
Sirens are calling out, reaching out to me
Hypnotised yet my soul is free
I give myself away, surrender to the song
So enchanted, to the Sirens I succumb
I feel the warm embrace I feel the beauty and grace
Resonating through my mortal frame
And I'd throw my arms around, Oo this heavenly sound
Hold it with me till the end of time
Lost in the sound, the World don't spin round no more
Times standing still but I've got the will to go on
Lost in the sound, the World don't spin round no more
And times standing still but I've got the will to go on, on and on
SOLO.
Lost in the sound, the World don't spin round no more
And times standing still but I've got the will to go on
Lost in the sound, the World don't spin round no more
And times standing still but I've got the will to go on
On and on and on and on and on
On and on and on
Let go, yield to it, no man's immune to this
Let go, I yield to it, no-one's immune to this
Hmm....to this power,
Hmm....to this power,
Hmm....to this power.