Uprooted

Trees are still trees if their roots are not deep
 Even if you remove them
 Branches and limbs are intangible things
 That's a fact but it's not been proven
 I am alive but I am not blinking
 I can't catch my breath, my ears are still ringing
 Pull up my roots, I am replanted
 I'm growing back, you can take it for granted
 I'll abandon my flaws if you call off this song
 Don't cut me down
 I was reeling with drought, so I moved up and out
 But I stay in the ground
 I'm alive but I am not blinking
 I can't catch my breath, my ears are still ringing
 I pull up my roots but I am replanted
 I'm growing back, you can take that for granted
 Trees are still trees if their roots are not deep
 Even if you remove them