Hollow Branches - Rooted In Silence

I don’t belong to your firelight I was raised where the moss eats names Where the trees don’t ask questions And the soil forgets the same I kept my voice in my chest Like a bird with a broken wing Every word felt like a betrayal Of the quiet that raised me I walked away from the circle But it never left my bones Every path I tried to follow Led me deeper alone There’s something wrong with my spirit It won’t harden, it won’t bend I feel too much of everything And none of it ends I AM NOT MADE FOR YOUR WORLD I AM NOT BUILT TO ENDURE EVERY FEELING CUTS LIKE ROOTS TEARING THROUGH THE CORE I TRIED TO BURY THE SOFTNESS BUT IT GREW BACK BLACK AND WILD A FOREST BUILT FROM MY CHEST AN ANCIENT, UNWANTED CHILD I envy the stone I envy the frost To feel nothing at all To never be lost But I am the thaw I am the rain I am the rot that remembers Every name I AM NOT MADE FOR YOUR WORLD I AM NOT BUILT TO ENDURE EVERY FEELING CUTS LIKE ROOTS TEARING THROUGH THE CORE I TRIED TO BURY THE SOFTNESS BUT IT GREW BACK BLACK AND WILD A FOREST BUILT FROM MY CHEST AN ANCIENT, UNWANTED CHILD If I disappear into the green Would anyone follow me down? Or would I finally become Just another sound? A whisper in roots A shape in the leaves A feeling you get That never quite leaves I AM NOT MADE FOR YOUR WORLD I AM NOT BUILT TO ENDURE EVERY FEELING CUTS LIKE ROOTS TEARING THROUGH THE CORE I TRIED TO BURY THE SOFTNESS BUT IT GREW BACK BLACK AND WILD A FOREST BUILT FROM MY CHEST AN ANCIENT, UNWANTED CHILD SO I’LL DIG UNTIL I FIND SOMETHING THAT FEELS LIKE HOME IF IT’S NOT IN YOUR WORLD THEN I’LL MAKE MY OWN WITH DIRT IN MY VEINS AND SILENCE AS GOD I’LL WORSHIP THE WOUND AND CALL IT THE ROOT