Swans - Mother of the World


 Swans - Mother of the World

In and out and in and out... 
Again!
In and out and in and out... 
Again!

And where are you now, 
oh, mother of the world?
Ah, we feed from your hands 
and we drink your filth and your oil 
So, send them down 
to scrape and suck the soil
Keep us safe inside 
your damp and rusty coil

In and out and in and out again
In and out and in and out again

Mother Sun, mother of senseless things
Mother, come, kill time as it begins

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