Whispers of the Roots

When trees make me cry Something is coming from behind I just feel alive, just feel alive When trees make me cry.

Whispers from the roots,

The words are unique like their rings When you hear their screams

Don’t move just be one of them

Don’t move just be one of them 5x

Common, common, communication Within the spinning new generation 4x

Caring for eachother could be

The language of eternity

Using patterns from before,

Living things can give you more. Healing all the burnout pieces, Breathing leaves will ease your pain, Using patterns from before,

Living things can give you more.

Let the roots enfold you, Let the forest save you

Common, common, communication