The Black Vagabond And The Swan Of Two Heads Lyrics - ...and Oceans

Still the fields are in motion 

Not as pictures but as time 

Hunting the white plague 

In the absence of my body 

I watch myself drown 

in the blue aura 

Of mine and I see 

The swans leave the pond 

But still the words circle 

Around my head like flies 

The gnashing marble teeth 

Were disturbing my slumber 

And there I was in the middle 

Of a game called chess 

But my vagabond initiated the process 

Yet the fields are in motion 

Not as time but as clouds 

Falling as silver rain 

And washing away the heavy blood 

The gnashing marble teeth 

Were disturbing my slumber 

And there I was in the middle 

Of a game called chess 

But my vagabond initiated the process