Swans by my side, my devoted compasses 
 Keep me gliding smoothly and remind me to stick with it 
 They let me get sick with it, if I want to 
 If I fall back into bed 
    Their wavering stamina mirrors my own exhaustion 
 From the years of rowing, rowing, rowing, rowing   
 Cough (uh) 
 Their coughing and heaving 
 Their strained breathing rests on me 
 I welcome it   
 It breaks up the quiet periods 
 And keeps me company when I lose track of myself   
 Their wavering stamina mirrors my own exhaustion 
 From the years of rowing, rowing, rowing, rowing 
 Their wavering stamina mirrors my own exhaustion 
 From the years of rowing, rowing, rowing, rowing 
 Their wavering stamina mirrors my own exhaustion 
 From the years of rowing, rowing, rowing, rowing 
 Their wavering stamina mirrors my own exhaustion 
 From the years of rowing, rowing, rowing, rowing 
 Their wavering stamina mirrors my own exhaustion 
 From the years of   
 Swans by my side, my devoted compasses 
 Keep me gliding smoothly and remind me to stick with it 
 They let me get sick with it, if I want to 
 If I fall back into   
 If I fall back into bed 
 If I fall back into 
 If I want to 
 If I fall back into bed 
 If I want to 
 If I fall back into bed   
 Their wavering stamina mirrors my own exhaustion 
 From the years of rowing, rowing, rowing, rowing 
 Their wavering stamina mirrors my own exhaustion 
 From the years of rowing, rowing, rowing, rowing 
 Their wavering stamina mirrors my own exhaustion 
 From the years of rowing, rowing, rowing, rowing 
 Their wavering stamina mirrors my own exhaustion 
 From the years of rowing, rowing, rowing, rowing 
 Their wavering stamina mirrors my own exhaustion 
 From the years of