Swing Tree

Written by：Rostam Batmanglij/Wes Miles

If I was a boy at sea

I would be swinging from a broken tree

I would be down on my back looking up at stars at night

And if I could get back to reach to reach the saltiest of evergreens

You know that I would turn back just to fight the whites of iron eyes

When I hear that wind and I think of spring

Underneath an open window a carved out sign and

Often I would fight with my mind

Saltwater brine where you hung your crown

When you washed your eyes in last night's tea

I thought you might come out from the dream to find that

If I was a boy at sea

I would be swinging from a broken tree

I would be down on my back looking up at stars at night

And if I could get back to reach to reach the saltiest of evergreens

You know that I would turn back just to fight the whites of iron eyes

Underneath the pine grew a patch of thyme

That I burned for six days in the sun

'Til I heard the distant sound of drums

Oh the queen had come and the king had died

And my forehead burned but I closed my eyes

And my forehead burned but I closed my closed my eyes

If I was a boy at sea

I would be swinging from a broken tree

I would be down on my back looking up at stars at night

And if I could get back to reach to reach the saltiest of evergreens

You know that I would turn back just to fight the whites of iron eyes

If I was a boy at sea

I would be swinging from a broken tree

I would be down on my back looking up at stars at night

And if I could get back to reach to reach the saltiest of evergreens

You know that I would turn back just to fight the whites of iron eyes

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If I was a boy at sea

I would be swinging from a broken tree

I would be down on my back looking up at stars at night