‌wisteria

By Sam Bowman

On Ghost

Released on April 14, 2023

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[Verse 1]

Beneath the windowsill

Of the house my ego built

Is a worn and weathered splinter in the wall

And that's where the vines sneak in

Intertwining with my desire and sin

They strangle the life I live

They're defiling and undermining it


[Pre-Chorus]

Somehow I decided that

All my righteousness would suffice for me

I can't reconcile with

What's refining and what's entitlement

Can anyone set me free

From the thorns that fetter me?

'Cause the bitterest roots run deep

Run deep, they run deep


[Chorus]

And I only hope I'm wrong

That it's flourished here this long

'Cause I drove it underground (Hah-ah, hah-ah)

Would You clear away the vines

That imprison me inside?

Help me see a truth that's deeper than the roots go


[Verse 2]

Beneath my peace of mind

Underneath my fear inside

Is a cynical denial of the truth

And that's where the vines sneak in

Intertwining with my desire and sin

They whisper the lie that built

The confinement that I am pining in


[Pre-Chorus]

Why am I running?

Tell me, what am I running from?

Is it the person I'm becoming

Or is it what's beneath the rug?

Like Icarus' threadbare wings

Like Babylon's selfish king

The bitterest roots run deep

Run deep, they run deep


[Chorus]

And I only hope I'm wrong

That it's flourished here this long

'Cause I drove it underground (Hah-ah, hah-ah)

Would You clear away the vines

That imprison me inside?

Help me see a truth that's deeper than the roots go


[Outro]

(Hah-ah, hah-ah)

Would You clear away the vines

That imprison me inside?

Help me see a truth that's deeper than the roots go

Help me see a truth that's deeper than the roots go