On the mountain where I was born

There are trees that would call my name

On the wind they would bring a song

For every feral ear to claim

They'd say keep your eyes open

And we'll teach you to dream while you are awake

Well they haven't spoken

Since their branches were broken

For the fire that they told me to make.

Feral roots

Calling me back home

Feral roots

Are calling me back home.

On the book where my page was torn

There are words that I don't understand

All my elders, they tell me

Those ones were not writ by human hands

Well I just don't believe that's true

If the truth can be written

Then the truth can be hid

Those words are commanding you

Though your body may grow old

In your mind you must remain a kid.

Feral roots

Are calling me back home

Feral roots

Calling me back home

Feral roots

Calling me back home

Feral roots

Calling me back home.

Feral roots

Calling me back home

Feral roots

Calling me back home

Feral roots

Calling me back home

Feral roots

Calling me back home.