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
