Текст песни: To My Roots + перевод

I wonder where I came from

And where I’m gonna go the next few days alone

Read about the stories

Man on the road gave up his crown and thrown

Left it to the birds

To fly away a message to the man I will become

Summer to the seasons

A beacon for the reason of where we’re coming from

A seven thirty candle

A glass on the mantle for a trip I’m fixing to take

I wonder if the time goes where the dust and the wind blows

It’s a question and the answer it will make

I’m going to a place where this life ain’t a race

And the game has no tricks to figure out

I’m leaving with my boots and not much else

I’ll probably come back with everything but my boots

I might not see it coming that’s ok if I don’t

I’ll be leaving here tomorrow so goodbye to my roots

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