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• Artiste: Charlotte Martin
• Titre: Root
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Bring me back to the time again when the fire is wild and the summer's red And you walk through weeds just to make a garden We loved too much and we loved too hard And it went too fast and I went too far Nothing could have stopped me back then And I'm back to my childhood I can't believe I was running But wasn't running from anything, anything yet. Well, the root still grows in the concrete fine And you never think you'll run out of time The root still grows least that's what I'm told Though the tree is scared of heights. Don't look down it's been 15 years How did I get so far from what I hold dear But I didn't think I would need to think much The air this high makes it hard to breathe And all I wanted was something I could believe in Now I believe that when you're leavin me you're still here And the grass will be scorched in the summer's sting And we'll dance there, like it's not seeing anything, anything yet.. And the root still grows in the concrete fine And you never think you'll run out of time The root still grows further than I know Though the tree is scared of heights Well I still wait for anyone to keep their words It's like trying to start a fire that could not be burned So if you wanna cut me down you better aim low And you look at me like I should've pleased ya And you look at me like I still should need ya And I need too much, you need to much to need this To need this To need this To need this wooa woooooa To need this To need this To need this wooa wooooa To need this To need this to need this? And the root still grows in the concrete fine And we never think we'll run out of time And the root still goes further than you know The root still goes further than you know The root still grows least that's what I'm told Though the tree is scared of heights Hmm. Eh hey. Hmm. Eh hey. Hmm. Eh hey.