The Slew Songtext
von The Blackwater Fever

I was a man, who′s name, has escaped me
Caught in the grip, of a death, I'm erasing
And as I flew, I could see, all my failings
One step removed, from the slew, I am fading out

Fading

Swooning the slew, endless dream, of new being
Formed on the wind, the first breath, of born babies
Almost could see, came to be, how you made me
Thrust from her womb, un-cocooned, I came pouring out

Pouring out
Pouring out
Pouring out
Pouring

Deep in my bones, through my soul, ruminating
Now I foresee, it′s but a dream, my own making
Calls from the slew, déjà vs, recollecting
This will repeat, c'est la vie, spiral round
And then?


And then?

The slew is calling you
The slew
The slew is calling you
The slew
The slew is calling you
The slew
The slew is calling you

The slew is calling you
The slew
The slew is calling you
The slew
The slew is calling you
The slew
The slew is calling you


I was a man, who's name, has escaped me
Caught in the grip, of a death, I′m erasing
And as I flew, I could see, all my failings
One step removed, from the slew, I am fading out
And out