I dance until the sun comes up and then I close my eyes
For fear that when I can see I'll want to run and hide
It's a shame we're all walking fast, talking underneath the trees
Without even understanding they're helping us to breathe
I read the same newspaper at the same time each day
The stories never change but I read them anyways
It's a shame we're all waiting, debating underneath the trees
Without even understanding they're helping us to breathe
And the kids in the parks use tree stumps as leverage into the air
And they jump on their beds when they get home and the world isn't fair
And they fall, they fall
And they fall, and never get up
But they can rise from the dead
They can rise from the dead
They can rise from the dead
And I can rise from the dead
You can rise from the dead
We can rise from the dead
Rise, rise
I grow my roots into concrete just before it dries
When I forget how to listen to anything but lies
It's a shame we're all stagnant, broken fragments, underneath the trees
Without even understanding they're helping us to breathe
