Ancient sore oculi   Couldn't see the change   But blissful lights still happen   Through the darkest days   She strokes her hair   In the bathroom sink   It lost volume   It lost the will to give      I gave up   On falling asleep   As the hands began to shove      Before you've even seen it   The old horizon's gone   Another recollection   Of the blind, deaf summer sun.      But eyes are not the be all   And end all of the west   The east may hold a pair now   But maybe just address the doubts you have   There's no great rush to make this change      She showed some sense some time ago   When she was happy   She thought that this would make her happier.      I've told you for the fifth time   I've told you for the twelfth   I'll give up just when you will   You better warn yourself   You'll get left back   In the cold and rain      And now and again   Balancing your roles   I see you get bogged down   And though you say it's not good   Your life still lingers on   And so now, little gosling,   Don't become a swan.      I tried to be so special   And I thought I was alone   I wanted to be special   But I failed us all      So please, now,   Please just trust me   Your life still lingers on   And so now, little gosling   Don't become a swan.