Swing low in a dark glass hour
You turn and cower
See it turn to dust
Move on a stone dark night
We take to flight
Snowfall 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 losing my way
That's because I'm slightly blinded
And if you think that I don't make too much sense
That's because I'm broken minded
Don't keep it...
INSIDE
If you believe it
Don't keep it all inside
Strong words in a ganges sky
I have to lie
Shadows move in pairs
Ring out from a bruised postcard
In the shooting yard
Looking through 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
Writer(s): Peter John Lawlor
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