paroles de chanson Swandering - 4 Star View

On your dresser there's a mirror lined with pictures
Of past lives long ago
A deep freeze of memories and decrees
Of loves you used to hold

You can't go back
So scared to move on
You've caught so much flack for habits you've outgrown
The leprous prom queen sings her siren song
And somewhere a swan hums along

The porcelain of your skin is broken
Where the pressure makes you fold
The diary on your knee tells a story
Of times more precious than gold

The dark street passes beneath nervous feet
So tired and damned near froze
Through your hands falls the quicksand
All the deadpan soliloquies of old

The lights all went black
The clock is blinking eights
They've cut you no slack
Your value might deflate
The heaviest weight wings leave you lithe but late
Swimming, the swan waits on the lake
No loyalties to a throne
None, but her own
Destination unknown