Sherman
Roots in the Clay
The weather drops the hammer on the knee
The storm is asking for a heavy fee
I feel the thunder rolling in the vein
A barometer of permanent pain
They offered me the plastic and the pill
A synthetic way to break the will
But I dug my boots inside the red clay
And I decided I was gonna stay
I am the iron inside of the dirt
I am the healing inside of the hurt
Roots going deep where the water is black
I take the pressure and I push it back
Fixed Earth holding up the sky
Too stubborn to break and too stubborn to die
The vibration started when I was ten months old
A story of the shaking that was never told
But the tremor made the foundation strong
I've been standing in the wreckage for way too long
I light the coil and I breathe the mist
The only medicine that can exist
In a body that is warring with the air
I found the power in the despair
I'm grounded down
I'm heavy now
Unmovable
Yeah
