"Swing low In a dark glass hour You turn and cower See it turn to dust Move on a stone dark night We take to flight Snowfall turns to rust

Seam in a fusing mine Like a nursing rhyme Fat man starts to fall Here in a hostile place I hear your face start to call

And if you think That I’ve been losing my way That’s because I’m slightly blinded And if you think That I don’t make too much sense That’s because I’m broken minded

Don’t keep it… Inside If you believe it Don’t keep it all inside

Strong words In a ganges sky I have to lie Shadows move in pairs

Ring out from a bruised postcard In the shooting yard Looking through the tears Out of a black slate time We move in line But never reach an end

Fall in a long stray town As the ice comes down River starts to bend

And if you think That I’ve been losing my way That’s because I’m slightly blinded And if you think That I don’t make too much sense That’s because I’m broken minded

Don’t keep it… Inside If you believe it Don’t keep it all inside."