The Format

The Format - Swans lyrics

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At the least come join me

within the belly of a big blue beast

set asail, catch a breeze

and come on



Don't forget to fill your suitcase

now watch it sink

'cause where we're going we don't need a thing

Not a map, or a seed,



'cause where we've been is who we used to be

We started wrapping our regrets in cloth

are you defined by all the things you want

or did you get caught up in the things that we are not?



You were born to believe you can't get lost

So when you run you always get to far

Now there's nothing you haven't seen,

but where we're headed we have never been



Past the pavement that we used to walk

Past the people that we used to know

now come on, go

past the people that have broke our hearts

we started laughing at them from afar,

but now we've climbed too high without a rope

now come on, go



No, we are not swans

nor are we as ugly as we think we are

we don't take to compliments, but please don't stop

now come on, come on



We are not swans

We fit into each other we are Russian dolls

where somewhere in the center sits a beating heart

but come on, come on

We are not swans



now do you feel we've gone too far

or do you feel we've reached the top

or do you feel like letting go

now come on, hold on



we are not swans

nor are we as ugly as we think we are

We aren't falling fast but we are falling far

now come on, come on

we are not swans

our fathers gave us features that we didn't want

our mothers claim those features made them fall in love

but come on, come on



we are swans

we are flying higher than our counterparts

we have got each other I'd say that's enough

now come on,

come on,

come on.
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