Feral Roots

On the mountain where I was born There are trees that would call my name On the wind they would bring a song for every feral need to claim They'd say keep your eyes open And we'll teach you to dream while you are awake Well they haven't spoken Since their branches were broken for the fire that they told me to Feral roots are calling me back home Feral roots are calling me back home On the book where my page was torn There are words that I don't understand All my elders, they tell me those ones were not writ by human hands Well I just don't believe that's true If the truth can be written, then the truth can be hear Those words are commanding you, Though your body may grow old In your mind you must remain a kid Feral roots are calling me back home Feral roots are calling me back home Feral roots are calling me back home Feral roots are calling me back home Feral roots are calling me back home Feral roots are calling me back home Feral roots are calling me back home Feral roots are calling me back home