Undecided

There was one undecided A desire to be free So she cut off her roots Though they grew very deep She cut off her roots Though she heard you could die That the lifeblood among them Is what keeps you alive She fell down that hill Without grace, without magic She fell down that hill With her face in the dirt But the stream at the bottom Licked her wounds till they healed The stream at the bottom Gave her all that she'd need To get up and get going Out the door of the world Going back generations Tangled branches and tears Still waiting for the sun to rise Still waiting for the sun to rise To rise To rise To rise