Grounded and deep rooted
Forgetting youth
Still resistant, the wind persistent
Writhing around, tearing the roots
Stand against the wind with everything to lose
The ground below, a stable home
The open air alluring
Stand against the wind or move with it
Do I Stand against the wind or move with it?
The gentle breeze
Builds at my heels
Bearing shackles to bind the tendrils
Writhing around, tearing the roots
Stand against the wind with everything to lose
The ground below a stable home
The passing breeze seduces
Do I Stand against the wind or move with it?
Do I Stand against the wind or move with it?
Waving freely, reaching
Tasting foreign air
Persistent limbs seek risk and whim
Writhing around, tearing the roots
Stand against the wind, or ramble steadily
The ground below, a limit known
The fleeting fury charms me
Do I Stand against the wind or move with it?
Do I Stand against the wind or move with it?
Tearing the roots