Besedila: Horslips. Time To Kill!.

I see the last black swan
Fly past the sun
I wish, I too were gone
Back home again

It seems, our fortunes lied
Despite our gain
Our tears fall like our pride
We cry in shame

Now we've got time to kill
Kill the shadows on our skin
Kill the fear that grows within
Killing time, my friend

I stare into your eyes
But can't see far
You cut me down to size
You bring the dark

My body's black and sore
I need to sleep
Now hear the heaven's roar
I can't escape

Now we've got time to kill
Kill the shadows on our skin
Kill the fear that grows within
Killing time, my friend