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You can’t die that easily
You thought you could just let go
You didn’t get any rain, and sun and nutrients for a while
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But your roots are searching
Desperately trying to grasp
The scent of water
So it may live again
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Your roots go deep
They go wide and far
They are seeking to tap into life
They are seeking to tap into stores
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So while wild vines try to strangle your life
And drown the needed rays of Light
Your roots, they will keep marching on
Your roots will lead you, if you’re willing, straight back to God.