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 fight
Snowfall turns to rust

Seam in a fusing mine
Like a nursing rhyme
Fat man starts to fall
Here 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
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 round
River starts to bend

And if you think
That I've been loosing 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

Copyright: Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): PETER JOHN LAWLOR, PETER LAWLOR