Taking in the view
There's something wrong
A sense it's all askew
Is growing strong
How do you construe
Where you belong
When the gaming of the few
Is a singalong
You'll have to
Bury you roots
In order to grow
If you wish to learn
You'll have to question
Everything you think you know
How would you define
Who you are?
Do you think it's by your design,
This memoir?
Can you still decline
Insofar
That the sieve plotline
Has left a scar
You'll have to
Bury your roots
Or you will never know
The freedom that you yearn for
Or how
It's all just there for show
You'll have to
Bury you roots
In order to grow
If you wish to learn
You'll have to question
Everything you think you know
Bury your roots
Or you will never know
The freedom that you yearn for
Or how
It's all just there for show