You Swan, Go On - Mount Eerie, Julie Doiron, Fred Squire

As good as I could possibly imagine my life getting, it did

After I met you

The way you reached inside my chest and pulled out things and sent them off in

breaths blew

And as good as it got with all the layers peeling off, and though I writhed

I could not upset you

With your hand down my throat you held on to my heart and pumped blood through

And then «it's time to go» you said, «it's time to go out

You little gray goose

«Get out from under my wing» you said «you swan, go on

Go out you’re turned loose»

Oh so «it's over»

Oh so «we died»

Oh so «your hand on my heart pumping blood went limp» and oh, I fly

Oh swan inside