Roddy Hart
Roddy Hart
Roddy Hart
Roddy Hart
Roddy Hart
Roddy Hart
Roddy Hart
Roddy Hart
Roddy Hart
Roddy Hart
Roddy Hart
Roddy Hart
Roddy Hart
[Verse 1]
There's a photograph of you
Going swimming in the summer of 1952
Arms outstretched into the wind
Bodies running unbeaten by the restless sea within
Somehow golden, fearless, ageless
Throwing waves into the sky
Though now faded at the edges
Swim on, swim on, I hear you cry
[Verse 2]
Down the shoreline people call
Now so distant you're a stranger to them all
Flags and ribbons in their hands
As the sun laced down its promise on the sands
But your eyes arе fixed on something
You're dеtermined to defy
And though you know it might mean nothing
Swim on, swim on, I hear you cry
[Bridge]
One frame in time
A fleeting shot, a moment caught
[?] light
But in the end, you can't pretend
[Verse 3]
All the glory of an age
Somehow captured like a pen against the page
In your heart preserved is truth
As you sail beyond the barricades of youth
But the winters just seemed colder
As the summers passed you by
And though all in time grows older
Swim on, swim on, I hear you cry
Swim on, swim on, I hear you cry
The Swimmer was written by Roddy Hart.