Overgrown

Branches snap and rocks erode
Seasons come and then they go
Weathered empires implode
What's up next?
Oh, no one knows
Beaten trail
Cold wet ground
Branches, fingers reach for clouds
Old and rotting trees fall down
Ancient ruins all around

Young and healthy roots take hold
In place of the crumbling old
Taller, taller, overgrown
Rising up from down below

Young and healthy roots take hold
In place of the crumbling old
Taller, taller, overgrown
Rising up from down below

Young and healthy roots take hold
In place of the crumbling old
Taller, taller, overgrown
Rising up from down below



Credits
Writer(s): Kenzo Tillitt
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