[Intro] I stood here before paths became paths, before names took root in the earth. The wind was my first word. I heard winds without language, and saw the traces of the first springs. [Instrumental] The snow came and went through a thousand generations, but no one saw my hidden journey. [Build] What carries a life is not always what can be seen. [Instrumental Break] [Chorus] I am not the trunk you see. I am the roots that refused to die. When winter took my crown, I began again. Year after year, storm after storm, a new trunk grew from the same earth. [Instrumental] [Verse 2] People came and people went, they built their lives for a moment. Children grew old, names were forgotten, years became a single now. I have carried almost ten thousand springs. I do not count time in days, but in every life that begins. [Fully resolved ending]
