Rooted Line

[Intro] Beneath the streets, a quiet drum begins to beat Roots like soldiers under the moon, they brave the heat [Verse 1] Old tree stands where towers dream in steel and glass Its roots map trenches, patient, stubborn as the past City breathes around it, concrete veins grow wide and tall But every root rehearses the old earth’s call [Pre-Chorus] Whispers rise in dirt, a rustle in the seed and stone A history in rings, a stubborn, ancient throne [Chorus] War without a shout, the silent war goes on Rooted hearts resist the grip of concrete and dawn If you listen close, you’ll hear the quiet drums fall The city rises, but the tree holds the line through all [Verse 2] Sidewalks become rivers where the roots extend Every sidewalk crack a hill for the soldiers to defend The skyline crowds the boughs, tries to trade breath for air Yet sap keeps marching forward, stubborn and aware [Pre-Chorus] Beneath the neon glow, the green remains unseen A patient frontline carved in bark and evergreen [Chorus] War without a shout, the silent war goes on Rooted hearts resist the grip of concrete and dawn If you listen close, you’ll hear the quiet drums fall The city rises, but the tree holds the line through all [Bridge] Between the bricks the old oath rings, a lullaby of soil and rain The roots push through the memory of rain-washed pain [Chorus] War without a shout, the silent war goes on Rooted hearts resist the grip of concrete and dawn If you listen close, you’ll hear the quiet drums fall The city rises, but the tree holds the line through all [Outro] When cranes retire and dusk forgets the day, the root remains, a quiet king that never sways