These are sites that I haven't seen, Haven't been to, Makes me happy in the winter, In the winter, frozen over A year old swan is left behind, by the others, broken wing She is wounded, gonna die She know she's gonna die The year old swan isn't scared of me, I sit beside her, she's looking at me Miss her mother, miss the others, rests her head in my lap, Isn't God heard Rests her head in my lap And then the day awakes Behind the mountain it breaks Wake up everyone! Look what I found; a dead swan God it's quiet here Would like an aeroplane to fly by Tempted to scream Spirit lives in the great sky Around Christmas time One great swan is going down On the frozen lake God it's quiet, make a sound! Then she closed her eyes For the last time, goodbye Lost you to it Spirit rests in the great sky
