Ancient like a fossil not yet found Waitin' for someone to find me under the ground Not sure I'm ready to part from the dirt Cause it's molded me through the years of strife and hurt
My bones are strong and still intact My mind and soul have to be some sort of artifact And I felt my flesh rid itself of me But I'm still here to some degree
Dig me up or cut me down We're all apart of the movement in the clouds And our days are numbered need not forget The more we circle the sun The closer we are to the end
Like the aged oak tree Seasoned with so many years left in me Droppin' dead leaves until spring Known for my evergreen It's a story untold to many
Righteous in strength A covenant of my faith At the root a stone was placed For all the things that need me A life within a limbs reach I've given breath to the living
Dig me up or cut me down We're all apart of the movement in the clouds And our days are numbered need not forget The more we circle the sun The closer we are to the end
Dig me up or cut me down We're all apart of the movement in the clouds And our days are numbered need not forget The more we circle the sun The closer we are to the endTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
