My life has been heading down this dead road, And all I can think is where did I go wrong. Was it this windy road slowly crushing me? And all I can see are these oak trees
It's supposed to lead me where I want to be, But I realize my focus has been on the wrong things. Hoping for something to appear out of thin air Which brings me to laugh at myself.
And like my dad once told me, "You fight for what you believe," So I meticulously put myself at ease. And holding on's not an option; I won't forget what you told me, "nothing in this world is free."
These trees placed in front of me, And they won't budge because despite being living things, They're tougher than concrete. And though they bleed they outlive you and me these roots so deep I just have to believe That this is the life I want to lead. As strong as the tree on this hill.
You were never the one to uproot me like this And the lack of sunlight is making me miss These opportunities to grow and learn from my mistakes. I'm a gambling man, this is my only stake.
This is my only stake
With strength to stand tall despite it's tormented will, Courage to face the death this world has to offer And do nothing but sway in the wind. This is the nature I wish to achieve.