Uprooted

Trees are still trees if their roots are not deep

Even if you remove them

Branches and limbs are intangible things

That's a fact, but it's not been proven

I am alive but I am not blinking

I can't catch my breath, my ears are still ringing

Pull up my roots, I am replanted

I'm growing back, you can take it for granted

I'll abandon my flaws if you call off this song

Don't cut me down

I was reeling with drought, so I moved up and out

But I stay in the ground

I'm alive, but I am not blinking

I can't catch my breath, my ears are still ringing

I pull up my roots, but I am replanted

I'm growing back, you can take that for granted

Trees are still trees if their roots are not deep

Even if you remove them