Roots

Roots are growing Where cities're under Those ancient times, little lights over the bright Some path they're shining, brief and unlikely Caring parts to be worn out along old trails Running down streets when I was younger Is behind somehow Lines and wills are drawing closer... And the flowers grow where nobody said they should be Now spring it looks today far away Well the shine will glow just around the bend Where the lion roars And the motion ends Have failed and remaining are my leaves and branches Through ground they're just watching how... Nature's timing Is where spirits are free The path we drew is straight as hell, isn't that fair Somehow they're shining The mountain climbing Telling tales about the boy and missing bird Running down streets when I was younger Is behind somehow Lines and wills are drawing closer... And the flowers grow where nobody said they should be Now spring it looks today far away Well the shine will glow just around the bend Where the lion roars And the motion ends Have failed and remaining are my leaves and branches Through ground they're just watching how... Well the shine will glow just around the bend Where the lion roars And the motion ends Have failed and remaining are my leaves and branches Through ground they're just watching how...