Swells

Swells - I Am Oak

Composed by：Thijs Kuijken

As soon as the road

Follows the hand

You'll arrive at your prize

Tucked away to the side

From the corner of my eye

Some form of life

Springs up and hurls ahead

I'm just trying to forget

Fear looks like a black boar

Folding itself underneath

The guardrail like a snake

I'm just trying to forget

I swear that swerve

Softened the earth

And I emerged unhurt

I saw it all moving along

Do what allows you to be glad

Do what allows you to be glad

Fear looks like a black boar

Folding itself underneath

The guardrail like a snake

I saw it all moving along

Grasp at the helm

I'm just trying to forget

Do what allows you to be glad

I'm just trying to forget

Do what allows you to be glad