"The Swan" genre: Psychedelic
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	at the window, a captive waits to be destroyed...from Polly's album, "Taste the Wall"ˇ
	CD: Taste the Wall   Label: Silver Wheel Music
	Story Behind the Song This song's verse lyrics were written in a car driving down Highway 101 from San Mateo to Mountain View, its writer having gotten inspired...one hand on the wheel, one hand scribbling madly sideways in a notebook. The chorus lyrics come from traditional poetry gathered for the Carmina Gaedelica.m Lyrics buried somewhere in the mix i can almost hear your laughter with your chubby little fingers you pulled off both my wings if i took enough of the right kind of drug maybe i could climb out of the boiling water on your stove and if i'm smart i'll bring both barrels of a shotgun to end your reign reign of terror, reign of error and your arbitrary rage and cut down my hanged kinfolk from the helpless anguished trees empathy has no place in a matter of survival a white swan and she wounded, wounded a white swan and she bruised, bruised a white swan of the two visions a white swan of the two omens life and death life and death from my window i see the lake from the lake i gather my courage from the window i watch the swans from my window i watch and wait for the city to destroy mei

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