Othersproof - Sway

From our roots grow our memories
As we gradually reach higher stories
And elevate ourselves to new possibilities
They will become available to you to the best of our abilities

Two hundred years old
Watered with animal blood
Warming my roots as I grow and grow and grow old
A native of nature
But I have nothing to protect myself with
Lonesome in the middle of a crater
The forest that surrounded my leaves

Long gone in smoke, a land left shattered
No one left to communicate with
To warn of incoming danger
And be on the lookout for intruding creatures

As I grow, I remember
Once I was a dancer
Once I was a dancer
But now, I face the music stone dead

Sway, I can only sway
I can only sway
My colors have turned all gray
My prayers have all been left unsaid
Sway, I can't ever run away
I can only sway
Sway, I can only sway
I can no longer pray

Two hundred leaves
Leave me every day
As I sway, as I sway
I know the dead things
Need not remain
But I see them return, always
Sometimes in different forms
Sometimes through calm
Sometimes through storms
Isn't this how we once were born?
Isn't this how we once were born?

Two hundred bodies
Resting right underneath me
I protect and safeguard them
For when the time comes at the end
For them to re-emerge
It's my duty to preserve
It's now become my desert

And some of them came here
So tired and ready to rest
With one wish and one fear
No matter what, they told me
Don't let them resurrect!

As I grow, I remember
Once I was a dancer
Once I was a dancer
But now, I face the music stone dead

Sway, I can only sway
I can only sway
I can only sway to the changes underway
Never understanding from where they lay
Never understanding what they mean to say

Two hundred leaves
Leave me every day
As I sway, as I sway
I know the dead things
Need not remain
But I see them return, always
Sometimes in different forms
Sometimes through calm
Sometimes through storms
Isn't this how we once were born?
Isn't this how we once were born?

I reached out, I reached out
But I was disappearing with the clouds
That could never get their chance to rain
I tried to speak more aloud
But I couldn't step foot on a new terrain
I reached out, I reached out
For one last dance, for one last dance

Written by:
Florent Gambarelli

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