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I met you through a common friend

 in the attic of my parent's house

 and though I didn't know it then

 I soon was finding out

 you are the roots that sleep beneath my feet

 and hold the earth in place

 each time a faucet opens

words are spoken

 the water runs away

 and I hear your name

 no, nothing has changed

 there was this book I read and loved

 the story of a ship

 who sailed around the world and found

 that nothing else exists

 beyond his own two sails

 and wooden shell

 and what is held within

 all else is sure to pass

 we clutch and grasp

 and debate what's truly permanent

 but when the wind starts to shift

 there's no argument

Interlude

 I sing and drink and sleep on floors

 and try hard not to be annoyed

 by all these people worrying about me

 so when I'm suffering through some awful drive

 you occasionally cross my mind

 it's my hidden hope that you are still among them

well are you?

Interlude

 Oh, you are the roots that sleep beneath my feet

 and hold the earth in place

 each time a curtain opens

sunlight pours in

 a lifetime melts away

 and we share a name

 on some picturesque grave