Sword I Wished For

If I found the sword I wished for under the bed
I wouldn't be there but in England instead
If I found the sword I wished for under the bed
I wouldn't end up down among the dead

Sunken under bracken and mud
Uninvited to the passage of time
Golden messages around the neck
Not handed over at the site of the wreck
The hilt is clean iron and bronze sing
Into the future where no one will die
Wrapped in wind the right ear rings
Polished silver and the emerald eye

Blue angel landing on the green
Rich devil walking out on the wing
With cuts under the jaw from a Roman spear
Wishing to fly away from here

Like an actual violent man
With a motive and three free hands
Or a Plantagenet nobleman not willing
To even help row the ship through the light rain

They caused me trouble
Still wish they were around to cause me more
They caused me trouble
But I wish they were around to cause me more

Don't ever let them turn your teeth into sand
And don't forget who has the lower hand
They may expect you to want nothing else
But no one can take what you make for yourself

In Toledo when the sabre was struck
Felt a lot better feeling out of luck
My sword keychain and dead-giveaway shoes
Had me laughing all the way from Toulouse

Here's a couple of seashells a metal comb
And a lid on the borrowed leisure time

They caused me trouble still wish they were around to cause me more
They caused me trouble still wish they were around to cause me more
They caused me trouble still wish they were around to cause me more
They caused me trouble still wish they were around to cause me more



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Wichman
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