Lyrics

White as the lies from mouths fly free
Blue as the cold that reaches your bones
Black as the wood of the gallows-tree

But it’s ok ‘cause you know I’ve always loved to swing low
swing low
And tomorrow
I’ll be swinging

Yellow as the eyes that look at me when I look away
They hide behind the stars in the dark sky
Their stare is as loud as the space between the words you whispered to me on that cold October night when the sun cried red and the dark swallowed her tears

White as the lies from mouths fly free
Blue as the cold that reaches your bones
Black as the wood of the gallows-tree

But it’s ok ‘cause you know I’ve always loved to swing low
swing low
And tomorrow
I’ll be swinging

But will you be there tomorrow
When yellow eyes are looking And I’ll be falling down
When the blue sky calls all the birds to fly and sing not knowing that I am here to die with more regrets than the grey storm clouds that wash so many dreams away

White as the lies from mouths fly free
Blue as the cold that reached your bones
Black as the wood of the gallows-tree

But it’s ok ‘cause you know I’ve always loved to swing low
swing low
And tomorrow
I’ll be swinging