Intro: She's a swan in the city She belongs to the melody line Every push is a promise Every pull is a bottle of wine I'm a gull in the gutter I belong to the clutter and rain She's a swan in the city And I let her get away I should be gone, and on to another fair maiden by now Shoot for the spring, put wing to the water and soar out of this town But I'll be here when the winter trades the color for the white And she'll be gone and on to another sky She is lost to the lions She believes in the heavier things Every kiss has a cadence Every kill has the courage of kings I'm a sheep to the slaughter I'm asleep in a watery grave She is lost to the lions And I let her get away I should be gone, and on to another fair maiden by now Shoot for the spring, put wing to the water and soar out of this town But I'll be here when the winter trades the color for the gray And she'll be gone and on, she'll be gone and on I should be gone, and on to another fair maiden by now Head for the south, the mouth of the river that cuts across this ground But I'll be here when the winter drains the summer from the sun And she'll be gone and on, she'll be gone and on to another love She's a swan in the city She belongs to the melody line Every push is a promise Every pull is a bottle of wine