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Through the cracks in the wall I'm going back to Nature Through the holes in the floor my roots search for the waters Along crumbling brick I'm building back my forest Over collapsed walls I'm stretching myself homeward To me To me The trees are burning and the wars unseen What we know and what we believe As the sidewalks break I'm dropping down my anchors Along rusting wires I'm stretching out my fingers From the rotting beams I'm reaching towards the answer Upon broken glass I may walk forever To me To me The walls are blurring and the lines between What we know and what we believe As the sidewalks break I'm dropping down my anchors Leave the endless noise I'm going back to silence On the crumbling bridge I cross back to the mountains Through the blood red sea I'll sink into the alters Through the cracks in the wall I'm going back to Nature Leave a bounty of fruit at the bottom for the cinders Through the holes in the floor my roots search for the waters When the oceans die, your tears will fill the rivers.