The Hidden Root

It seemed to be like any other
 A lost number in the days of her life
 But suddenly she stops
 At the station with no station in mind
 She's running away
 Her head is moving to the lousy damper rhythm
 Taking her away from everything she knows
 It is cold it is warm it is illegible
 She's running away
 She's running away
 It's only when you die you can reborn again
 When uncertainty is the future you deep inhale sane
 As a foreigner that wanders and always catches the best
 The essence, the juice, the hidden root
 It would be so easy just to answer to those calls
 Would make your eyes red and your heart warm
 And all this will disappear as chalk on a blackboard
 You'd lost your mind you'd lost your mind
 It's only when you dye you can reborn again
 When uncertainty is the future you deep inhale sane
 As a foreigner that wanders and always catches the best
 The essence, the juice, the hidden root