David Wilcox All The Roots Grow Deeper When It's Dry
Summer lasted a generation
A generation and then the winter wind
The bounty harvest that seemed so endless
It seemed so endless 'til it gave what it could give
Prosperity will have its seasons
And even when it's here, it's going by
And when it's gone, we pretend we know the reasons
And all the roots grow deeper when it's dry
It looked so easy, we change the weather
And we would turn this world ourselves
Our world, so small
But slower rhythms, still unheard of
Said that every blessed summer someday has to fall
Prosperity will have its seasons
And even when it's here, it's going by
And when it's gone, we pretend we know the reasons
And all the roots grow deeper when it's dry
When it's dry
Prosperity will have its seasons
Even when it's here, it's going by
And when it's gone, we pretend we know the reasons
And all the roots grow deeper when it's dry
