Roots

I've heard it said that a wise man

Does not live on bread alone

But off the everlasting words

Dripping from the Almighty's tongue

And I've heard it said that a wise man

Does not look at himself in the mirror

Then turn away and walk

Forgetting what he looks like standing there

Oh, men like these

They are just like trees

Planted near streams of water

With roots that grow

Deep, deep into the ground

I've heard it said that a wise man

Ignores the call from the corner

Even with her seductive eyes

He turns away, he doesn't listen to her lies

And oh, men like these

They are just like trees

Planted near streams of water

With roots that grow

Deep, deep into the ground

Into the ground

Into the ground

Into the ground

Into the ground

Into the ground

Into the ground

And oh, men like these

They are just like trees

Planted near streams of water

With roots that grow

Deep, deep into the ground

Into the ground

Into the ground

Into the ground

Into the ground

Into the ground

Into the ground