| Song | The Poet Tree |
| Artist | The Blue Van |
| Album | Dear Independence |
| 作曲 : Blue Van | |
| Peel the paper from the bones | |
| A seed waits beneath the soil | |
| The ink is pushing further up your spine | |
| From your head grows a tree and the roots rip the words and the bitter rain leaves a mark of everlasting change deep in the pulp of your heart | |
| Weight bends the birches low | |
| Fades more with every blow | |
| A whisper spreads the letters randomly | |
| From your head grows a tree and the roots rip the words and the bitter rain leaves a mark of everlasting change deep in the pulp of your heart | |
| Should someone carve a heart | |
| Let the blood hit the ground | |
| It adds a bit of truth, turns the chestnut into the sweetest fruit | |
| Don't let the raven nest | |
| Don't let it fly | |
| Bye bye |
| zuò qǔ : Blue Van | |
| Peel the paper from the bones | |
| A seed waits beneath the soil | |
| The ink is pushing further up your spine | |
| From your head grows a tree and the roots rip the words and the bitter rain leaves a mark of everlasting change deep in the pulp of your heart | |
| Weight bends the birches low | |
| Fades more with every blow | |
| A whisper spreads the letters randomly | |
| From your head grows a tree and the roots rip the words and the bitter rain leaves a mark of everlasting change deep in the pulp of your heart | |
| Should someone carve a heart | |
| Let the blood hit the ground | |
| It adds a bit of truth, turns the chestnut into the sweetest fruit | |
| Don' t let the raven nest | |
| Don' t let it fly | |
| Bye bye |