Roots Songtext
von Snowpoet

In the before time
I′d call the sun
Pockets of light
Sound in themselves
Accompanying me along my familiar
My roots take form from the ground

Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello


Up here old skies
And new shapes are wrestling
I will line myself with chimney tops and faded stars
I disagree, I take a stand
The power relations are out of hand
But what's the motive?
What′s the reason?
Behind this false agreement
This overwritten love achievement

Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello

We are moving into those things now
Are we expected to just accept what you say?
Your message comes through loud and clear