Ballad Of A Swan Lake, Or, Daniel’s Song

I thought I was on the inside
But now I know it's still a secret
The three of us together forever in debt

I sat down and took a number
At the table where death resides
Borrowed an ascot to cover my eyes
From the flame that awaited
Now these beautiful days just seem dated and fine

I thought I was on the inside
But now I know it's still a secret
The three of us together forever in debt

I sat down and took a number
At the table where death resides
Borrowed an ascot to cover my eyes
From the fame that awaited
Now these beautiful days just seem dated and fine

I sat down and took a number
At the table where death resides many times