Roots

[Verse 1]
In the before time, I'd hold the sun
Pockets of light sounding themselves
Accompanying me along my familiar
My roots take form from the ground

[Refrain]
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Head up, head up, head up, head up, head up
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Head up, head up, head up, head up, head up

[Verse 2]
Up here, old skies and new shapes arresting
I'll align myself with chimney tops and faded stores
I disagree, I take a stand
The power relations are out of hand
What's the motif? What's the reason
Behind this false agreement?
This over-written non-achievement?

[Refrain]
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Head up, head up, head up, head up, head up
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Head up, head up, head up, head up, head up

[Bridge]
We are in a movement that is failing us now
Are we expected to just accept what you say?
Your message comes through loud and clear

[Non-Lyrical Break]

[Outro]
In the before time, I'd hold the sun
In the before time, I'd hold the sun