She sits softly in the corner, starving for
Solace, says "I can feel my youth
Running away from me"
Age is a boring tragedy to befall us
She takes a drag from her cigarette
The smoke brings me peace
"Why are you the type to smile at strangers?
AND WHY DON'T YOU KILL SPIDERS?"
"Why are you looking at me like that?
Your arms are crossed
Eyes look lost staring through me
Gimme one two three four five seconds to
Breathe"
We walk through the woods
Pacing, finding grace
Trails winding around perennial plants
The ground is cool, the sun is muffled
(WE LET THE ROOTS TELL THEIR STORIES)
I take my pipe from my pocket and fill it with herb
The sweet smoke finds my lungs again and
Youth and death and
Blood and breath
Aren't here anymore
Misty morning, grey clouds and damp leaves
The earth is waking up
She asks "Why can't we stay here?
Won't the trees miss us when we leave?
Who will the river run for?"
Twenty years and what have I done with them?
Have I tried too hard to capture moments
When I should have just been there?
What will my memories be worth
When I'm in the ground with the roots
And the seeds?
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She sits softly in the corner, starving for
Solace, says "I can feel my youth
Running away from me"
Age is a boring tragedy to befall us
She takes a drag from her cigarette
The smoke brings me peace
"Why are you the type to smile at strangers?
AND WHY DON'T YOU KILL SPIDERS?"
"Why are you looking at me like that?
Your arms are crossed
Eyes look lost staring through me
Gimme one two three four five seconds to
Breathe"
We walk through the woods
Pacing, finding grace
Trails winding around perennial plants
The ground is cool, the sun is muffled
(WE LET THE ROOTS TELL THEIR STORIES)
I take my pipe from my pocket and fill it with herb
The sweet smoke finds my lungs again and
Youth and death and
Blood and breath
Aren't here anymore
Misty morning, grey clouds and damp leaves
The earth is waking up
She asks "Why can't we stay here?
Won't the trees miss us when we leave?
Who will the river run for?"
Twenty years and what have I done with them?
Have I tried too hard to capture moments
When I should have just been there?
What will my memories be worth
When I'm in the ground with the roots
And the seeds?
Solace, says "I can feel my youth
Running away from me"
Age is a boring tragedy to befall us
She takes a drag from her cigarette
The smoke brings me peace
"Why are you the type to smile at strangers?
AND WHY DON'T YOU KILL SPIDERS?"
"Why are you looking at me like that?
Your arms are crossed
Eyes look lost staring through me
Gimme one two three four five seconds to
Breathe"
We walk through the woods
Pacing, finding grace
Trails winding around perennial plants
The ground is cool, the sun is muffled
(WE LET THE ROOTS TELL THEIR STORIES)
I take my pipe from my pocket and fill it with herb
The sweet smoke finds my lungs again and
Youth and death and
Blood and breath
Aren't here anymore
Misty morning, grey clouds and damp leaves
The earth is waking up
She asks "Why can't we stay here?
Won't the trees miss us when we leave?
Who will the river run for?"
Twenty years and what have I done with them?
Have I tried too hard to capture moments
When I should have just been there?
What will my memories be worth
When I'm in the ground with the roots
And the seeds?
Writer: Jared Murphy
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid