In the Getaway Car

In the Getaway Car - Raised By Swans

In the getaway car

I am guilty

Only of watching certainty fall apart

Behind me

Picking up steam

Where the fjords flank me

Blocking signals

Pardoning crimes

That drove their knives to my side

Those old wounds

Start singing

Then I'm blinded

And even darkness is sparkling

In your open palm

Is where my stolen heart belongs

Come run away

Let those tired reflections go

Bomb the dams

And let the rivers flow

In the getaway car

I am traceless

Traceless as streams deep

Under abandoned farms

And maybe

Just as cut off and faceless but

I run clear now

Swimming with sparks

That kindled a kindred heart

Old lava is glowing

Then I'm blinded

And in the darkness I start again

In your open palm

I'm finally sure side I'm on

So here it is

The slow approach

I've surrendered

I've come alone

With my hands above my head

And I am free

I'll take my chances

Let them take me

Let those tired reflections go