Roots

I am strong, I can rise from my roots
But only one ring at a time
I am weak, I show you I’m vulnerable
A waste of my deer breath
I am strong, standing tall in the waters
The fish are my only friends
I am weak, my body a vestige
It hurts to look underneath
Don’t look now, but the waters are rising
And the sky looks so empty over the hills
Every day I see nothing but green
Still my eyes have a story to tell
I can hear the sound of laughter
The tiny slave insects
I can’t feel, everything is so cold
I lost my circulation
I can speak, but my voice goes unheard
Each and every day
I can’t wait for someone to acknowledge
That we’re all already drowned
Don’t look now, but the waters are rising
And the sky looks so empty over the hills
Every day I see nothing but green
Still my eyes have a story to tell
Can’t you see the roots in everything
Can’t you see the roots in everything
Can’t you see the roots in everything… Oh… Oh…
Can’t you see the roots in everything… Oh… Oh…
Can’t you see the roots in everything… Oh… Oh…
Can’t you see the roots in everything…
Don’t look now, but the waters are rising
And the sky looks so empty over the hills
Every day I see nothing but green
But my eyes have a story to tell you
Don’t look now, but the waters are rising
And the sky looks so empty over the hills
Every day I see nothing but green
But my eyes have a story to tell you
I am strong, I can rise from my roots
But only one ring at a time