Verse 1 In the rocky hills where the old sea breathes stands a twisted trunk through the silver leaves she has held the drought for a thousand years her roots run deep, beyond all fears Chorus Bend but never break endure for your own sake let your branches sway, but hold the ground trust the fruit will come when the season's done your roots run deeper than you've found Verse 2 When the storm comes in and the hard days fall she reminds you how to stand through it all where others see only bare and dry she blooms again beneath the open sky Chorus Bend but never break endure for your own sake let your branches sway, but hold the ground trust the fruit will come when the season's done your roots run deeper than you've found Bridge Not from rushing, not from force real strength follows its own course wait, grow, trust your natural way