The swan, he bleeds
His wings so still
If you take what's pure
It only means you'll get yours
Got it made in the shade
A god made in the shade
The swan, he leaves
No sign, no scene
The itch is spent
But every bird must sleep
Got it made in the shade
A god made in the shade
You've got half the sun, but you've got no one
Got it made in the shade
You've got half the sun, but you've got no one
A god made in the shade