Swing Tree

(Rostam) 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

(Wes) 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

(Rostam) 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

(Wes) 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 eyes

(Rostam) Before I go I've got to run, down the street to the market cove where I could

Find six seeds to bring back to the yard and plant underneath the birch tree

No white skies or red sunlight

In the saltwater brine

My forehead burned but I closed my eyes

Whoa. Now you've got to go.

If I was a boy...