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Knowing your roots
I awoke in a meadow covered in leaves
Wind flowing through the branches of giant oak trees
Standing now, trying to realignÂ
Without recollection of the theory of time
A slight chill climbs up the bark of my being
I wish I could run, but... I can only lean?
Another couple In love are right in my path
Walking towards me... she giggles, he laughs
Never taking their eyes from each others face
I somehow remember the warmth of embrace
Surely there's a reason for these repressed memories
And constant flashes of images of a woman, a child and... me?
This is nonsense, I know nothing, you see
I only know how to sway in the breeze
for that is all there is, in the life of a tree.
