Level 42
Level 42 - Rooted songtekst
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I talk to the empty air • I guess it’s some kind of empty prayer • To no one who’s never there It doesn’t matter if they exist • I’m aesthetically atheist It only matters I pray for this You took the prodigal from my heart • And gave me a safe place to fall apart • You know all about me now I was a typical crash and burn • Spent a life that I’d never earned • It wasn’t ever enough somehow I’m rooted in this place • I’m watching your silent face I’m sensing my saving grace • Is rooted deep inside of you Had so many trials of style • Exponentially growing wilder Til I was right on the edge of it And it was all down to me I guess • I must be some kind of holy mess • I only wanted you to exist My conscience is still intact • I just thought that I would mention that • It doesn’t matter it’s just a fact Aesthetically atheist • Cos I’m not sure that I would pass the test • I only wanna be sure of this I’m rooted in this place • I’m watching your silent face I’m sensing my saving grace • Is rooted deep inside of you The measure of consequence • Is how far down you go before you have the sense • To pray for deliverance I prayed for it more or less • A lot of empty words I guess I only wanted you to exist I’m rooted in this place • I’m watching your silent face I’m sensing my saving grace • Is rooted deep inside of you