You stand on the cedar floor
The wind hits the heavy door
High wire skin is cold and wet
The hardest climb you've faced yet
Like a seed in the dark clay
Wait for the storm to move away
Hold your breath in the grey light
Wait for the turn of the night
Rooted in the rain tonight
Holding on with all your might
Strong as the Quercus robur tree
Waiting for the sky to be free
Copper wires hum a low song
The thunder beats loud and strong
You watch the wild water flow
Down where the green mosses grow
Like a seed in the dark clay
Wait for the storm to move away
Hold your breath in the grey light
Wait for the turn of the night
Rooted in the rain tonight
Holding on with all your might
Strong as the Quercus robur tree
Waiting for the sky to be free
Your boots leave a muddy trace
Raindrops fall across your face
Patient as the slow seed's birth
Tied to the weight of the earth
The Salix weeps by the gate
The heavy clouds decide your fate
But the wood holds the steady beat
Until the summer air is sweet
Rooted in the rain tonight
Holding on with all your might
Strong as the Quercus robur tree
Waiting for the sky to be free
The clouds break to a pale blue
The morning air feels fresh and new
Step back to the wire's thin line
Where the wet silver needles shine
Rooted in the rain tonight
Holding on with all your might
Strong as the Quercus robur tree
Waiting for the sky to be free
Rooted deep in the ground
Listen to the quiet sound
Hold the line, hold the line
