Swans

There's flowers in my house

And a boat that I might sail

No surprises in the record collection

You must have thought I was someone elseI'm still afraid to get lost

In a city I might explore

But I'm not afraid to hide

I never quite [Incomprehensible] in my doorIn my door, in my door, in my doorOh, you want to be a writer

Fantastic idea

You say you've never seen Alaska

I really think you'll like it thereMaybe you should travel with me

Is this the best idea

Because you've never seen a red wood

And you've never dodged a deerA deer, a deer, a deer

A deer, a deer, my dearOne swan is deceiving us all

Oh, I for one should know

I never felt myself so graceful

And I never swam so slowSo slow, so slow, so slow

So slow, so slow, so slow

So slow, so slow, so slow