
Date of issue: 29.09.2014
Record label: Angelhead, Sa, Sony Music Entertainment Belgium
Song language: English
Swing Low |
I spend my days back on it |
I wear the knowing face |
You cast your lines out, pulling me up |
And at a roaring pace |
I unravel through the motions |
While I’m standing in one place |
I’ll offer my devotion |
I’ll sing along with you |
Side by side and all the while |
I’m miles away from you |
And caught inside the orbit |
That no one else can trace |
Swing your cannon ball |
And hit upon this place |
Dust of my impurities |
And molten my disgrace |
On that chain oh pendulum |
Roll down |
And on that mighty chain |
Swing low, swing low |
See some of us hear voices |
Some of us take pills |
Some are dragging forces |
They think no one else can feel |
But if everyone is ocean |
Then everyone’s erosion |
Swing your cannon ball |
And hit upon this place |
Dust of my impurities |
And molten my disgrace |
On that chain oh pendulum |
Roll down |
And on that mighty chain |
Swing low, swing low |
So come right in old friend of mine |
You can have my whole collection |
The savage hum of broken dreams |
Thoughts with no correction |
The woven man inside of me |
Behind this thinnest veil |
Hands that hide behind my hands |
The long unfurling tail |
Swing low cannon ball |
And hit upon this place |
Dust of my impurities |
And moons out from my face |
On that chain oh pendulum |
Roll down |
And on that mighty chain |
Swing low, swing low |