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   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 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 believe 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 bursied 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       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 believe it   don't keep it all inside