Re-creation Songtext / Lyric

Barren boughs,
bare and dry,
touching
the sky.
Barren boughs,
bare and dry,
hurt by
the wind.

I believe,
yes I still believe,
I believe
in re-creation.

The storm will come
relentless and final.
The lightness of a breath,
the lightness of a breath,
the lightness of a breath,
the delicate taste of fresh air.

I'm waiting for,
I'm still waiting for,
I'm waiting for
re-creation.

The wind strips you,
shreds off your flesh,
destroys you
and re-creates you.

Wind, please blow hard,
come
and kiss our roots.
Wind, please blow hard,
come and kiss, come and kiss, come and kiss,
our roots.
Wind, please blow hard,
come
and kiss our roots.
Wind, please blow hard,
come and kiss, come and kiss, come and kiss,
our roots