Swinging Low on the beach
The rocks are cool and swaying
They undulate as the tide plays with them
Oh how I yearn, just to be
Nothing more than tree crowns swaying
With the wind, I am one of them
I slip into my own skin
And watch the eagles landing
And wonder what it'd be like to be like them
I made you into a being
Mythical and moving
Out of sight, out of mind
So dark and so bright
But you weren't there
And it's alright
My mind was clear
Like the twinkling night sky
But you weren't there
And it's alright
My mind was clear
Like the twinkling night sky