The Swell Songtext
von VanWyck

I crawl through the streets of Manhattan
My knees are bloodied and bruised
The palms of my hands I keep hidden
Don′t wanna set off the troops
I searched through the dead man's pocket
Fumbled his dusty ID
Took the watch and the chain that had kept him
Tied to his wife′s memory

I danced though the streets of Venice
A caravan of kings at my heels
Blinded by beauty I let them
Squander the best of my dreams
I cried at the canals of Amsterdam
While the tourists trailed
Their trollies over the pavement
Past the grave of Anne Frank


From your first breath
To your last dance
I am with you
Don't forget me
I am more than
The sum of your parts
The swell in your heart

I washed down the mountains of Sinai
Prayed at the pharaoh's tomb
The desert was once my playground
I made flowers bloom
Now I drift down currents and air vents
Washed up onto these shores
Spat out the plastic and stumbled
Onto the tarmac once more

From your first breath
To your last dance
I am with you
Don′t forget me
I am more than
The sum of your parts
The swell in your heart