The Swan — текст песни (The Sheila Divine)

if you were there
you`d understand
my culture`s frozen in time
lake erie howls
it has a spirit
that i can always pull from

you are the grave that marks my bones
you are the vein that carries my blood
you are the swan, but i am your song
your ghost has faded and gone

yes i escaped
but my past still haunts me
like the winter wind`s gusty shrill
town by the lake
your path has haulted
the snow belt`s future`s in doubt

you are the grave that marks my bones
you are the vein that carries my blood
you are the swan, but i am your song
you`re everything that ever went wrong