[Intro] Mm. Yeah… Back again. Didn’t plan it—just… came. [Verse 1] The wind—(whoa)— it knows my name. Whispers it low through the branches. I step on stones that remember— ouch— more than I do. [Verse 2] Yo… the house still leans, like it’s tired of holding secrets. Shhh… No one’s here, but I hear everything. Even my breath feels borrowed. [Chorus] Uh—yeah— Where the roots remember—ah— I don’t need to explain. Where the dirt knows my shadow—mm— I’m safe in the pain. No confessions. No shame. Just—huh—my name in the grain. [Verse 3] Ay— A letter still folded inside me (you feel that?) A kiss never sent—(damn)—still waiting. The olive tree leans like it’s listening, like it forgives without needing the story. [Chorus] Yeah—where the roots remember, I stop running—ugh—finally. Where the sun don’t judge—nah— I’m exactly who I be. Don’t need fixing—mm-mm— Just space to breathe. [Bridge – spoken/half-sung] This ain’t healing… but it holds me. Soft. Low. Like—yo— I was never missing. [Final Chorus – stripped, intimate] Mm—where the roots remember, I say nothing… and still belong. Yeah. Lost nothing, gained peace— not loud. Just… home. [Outro] Pshhh… Let the wind speak now. I’m here. Still. Yeah.
