The Hidden Root

It seemed to be like any other A lost number in the days of her life But suddenly she stops At the station with no station in mind She's running away Her head is moving to the lousy damper rhythm Taking her away from everything she knows It is cold it is warm it is illegible She's running away She's running away It's only when you die you can reborn again When uncertainty is the future you deep inhale sane As a foreigner that wanders and always catches the best The essence, the juice, the hidden root It would be so easy just to answer to those calls Would make your eyes red and your heart warm And all this will disappear as chalk on a blackboard You'd lost your mind you'd lost your mind It's only when you dye you can reborn again When uncertainty is the future you deep inhale sane As a foreigner that wanders and always catches the best The essence, the juice, the hidden root