Lyrics Swallow - Wreck and Reference

Swallow

If by miracle my children have a thousand names
And they are all the same
They’ll sink into the hourglass with me
As have my grandmothers
At the end they’ll say
Enthusiasm is hard to find, so is this the end?
I grasp for it, approaching the sink
Sending empty catcalls into the hydrous trench
If by miracle my children have a thousand names
And they are all the same
They’ll sink into the hourglass with me
As have my grandmothers
At the end they’ll say
Enthusiasm is hard to find, so is this the end?