Lyrics The Whitest Swan - Siddharta

The Whitest Swan

I saw those panic-stricken eyes
There, I knew it should be you
Away, we feel each others hearts
Here, we somehow fall apart
Same old song and same old sound
Long way up north you find the reason
Raging storm
Troubled night
I’m taken by The Whitest Swan
Don’t you fear
I’ll soon be your dear
At the end of the world you’ll try to hide from me
But I shall find the way and seek
To all that feed you honey, you should let them know
There’s no more hope for them to grow
There is no more hope
Who is being laughed at, please
All my loving I have spilt
All my loving I have spilt!!!
Who are you who drink all that,
All that that is part of me
And shall remain of me
Here!
Same old song and same old sound
Stampeded over me
Raging storm
Troubled night
I’m taken by The Whitest Swan
Don’t you fear
I’ll soon be your dear
At the end of the world you’ll try to hide from me
But I shall find the way and seek
To all that feed you honey, you should let them know
There’s no more hope for them to grow
There is no more hope