Swing low in dark glass hour

 you turn to cover

 see it turn to dust

 move on a stone dark night

 we take to flight

 swonfall turns to rust

 seam in a fusing mine

 like a nursing rhyme

 fat man starts to fall

 year in a hostile place

 I hear your face

 start to call

 and If you think that I've been loosing my way

 that's because I'm slightly blinded

 If you think that I don't make to much sense,

 that's because I'm broken minded

 But don't keep it...

 INSIDE

 if you belive it

 don't keep it all inside

 strong words in a ganges sky

 I have to lie

 shadows moves in pairs

 Ring out from a brusied postcard

 in the shooting yard

 looking throught the tears

 out of the black slate time

 we move in line

 but never reach an end

 fall in a long stray town

 as the ice comes down

 rivers start to bend

 CHORUS: