Her Name Is Calla
The Roots Run Deep
Back out on the road when we were young
We thought buildings would be named after us
I burrowed under ground as deep as I could
I didn’t belong up top and the sun was too bright anyway
I took you with me, held on for as long as I could;
Until you broke free and fed yourself into he night

I’m alone in here now, I’m alone in here now and I’m mixed up
I’m alone in here now, I’m alone in here now and I’m mixed up