Swans by my side, my devoted compasses
Keep me gliding smoothly and remind me to stick with it
They let me get sick with it, if I want to
If I fall back into bed

Their wavering stamina mirrors my own exhaustion
From the years of rowing, rowing, rowing, rowing

Cough (uh)
Their coughing and heaving
Their strained breathing rests on me
I welcome it

It breaks up the quiet periods
And keeps me company when I lose track of myself

Their wavering stamina mirrors my own exhaustion
From the years of rowing, rowing, rowing, rowing
Their wavering stamina mirrors my own exhaustion
From the years of rowing, rowing, rowing, rowing
Their wavering stamina mirrors my own exhaustion
From the years of rowing, rowing, rowing, rowing
Their wavering stamina mirrors my own exhaustion
From the years of rowing, rowing, rowing, rowing
Their wavering stamina mirrors my own exhaustion
From the years of

Swans by my side, my devoted compasses
Keep me gliding smoothly and remind me to stick with it
They let me get sick with it, if I want to
If I fall back into

If I fall back into bed
If I fall back into
If I want to
If I fall back into bed
If I want to
If I fall back into bed

Their wavering stamina mirrors my own exhaustion
From the years of rowing, rowing, rowing, rowing
Their wavering stamina mirrors my own exhaustion
From the years of rowing, rowing, rowing, rowing
Their wavering stamina mirrors my own exhaustion
From the years of rowing, rowing, rowing, rowing
Their wavering stamina mirrors my own exhaustion
From the years of rowing, rowing, rowing, rowing
Their wavering stamina mirrors my own exhaustion
From the years of