[00:23.34]Still searching for my way, the right way to be
[00:33.59]still pondering what I've done
[00:39.77]I'm still thinking what I've said, still finding from within
[00:51.47]and all that I know is still not enough
[01:00.70]I'm being held by the one
[01:04.97]shadow tormenting my soul
[01:10.29]the curving neck of a swan
[01:14.43]the slow turning of a birds head
[01:19.27]So white its plumes and feathers
[01:24.34]its breast like the moon in water
[01:29.63]silent and tranquil it moves
[01:35.64]on the river in the calm
[02:04.99]I wander back on familiar roads
[02:09.39]I sense the marks I left on the hills
[02:14.13]I see the cuts and wounds of my deeds
[02:18.64]they make me muse on life
[02:43.52]Up the hill and the mountain
[02:47.87]I look back, I look down
[02:53.40]there flows the River of Death
[02:58.13]and here the wind in my hair