| Song | The Silver Swan |
| Artist | Miranda Sex Garden |
| Album | Madra |
| the silver swan who living had no note | |
| when death approached unlocked her silent throat | |
| leaning her breast against the reedy shore | |
| thus sung her first and last and sung no more | |
| farewell all joys o death come close mine eyes | |
| more geese than swans now live more fools than wise |