Swans The Most Unfortunate Lie
Someone was here before me and they took the possibility away And without any control or freedom the elements were laid down in this way And so my mind is slowly devoured by the ideas to which it subscribes And in the end I'm left with nothing except the memory of believing my own lies And where are you now, my most unfortunate lie? The light shows my face in the mirror and my hand as it reaches to touch The evidence of pain and delusion and a mind which was never clear enough I saw the sun rise in an ancient desert where this moment was first foretold And the black water was thick as blood and my hands they were full of gold And where are you now, the most lethal, all consuming lie I ever told? Where are you now, my unfortunate, irreversible lie?
