Identity - Swans

Now I’m breathing the breath of god,

And the cold wind cleans my Mind

And I’m standing in a ring of fire, and

My haert s made of light

And I fly across the red mountains.

And my hands contain the sky

And earth rolls away in Darkness, and I ride a piece of Lightning,

Killing time, killing time

Now they punish our imagination, and

Corrupt our blood with fear,

And infinity’s beneath the ocean, but

Oblivion sits right beside

Me here

So we are blind and we’re polluted,

And each breath is drunk with

Tears

We’ll drift away across tomorrow,

And we’ll ride the breath of Nothing

Through the yers, killing time,

Killing time.