The roots have wondered
Where their branches are
The raw stump straining towards the stars
(Let's go)
The roots have wondered
Where their branches are
The raw stump straining towards the stars
And it's not just the fall you know
But the way the other things would grow
Curling up you because they could
Because you would be the ground for them
All the trees that lived on you
What will they do?
Slink off, unable to lift you up
(Let's go) [2x]