With a crooked trunk, striving to grow
Flung from heaven to the wood below

My crooked branches, hands of thorns bear no fruit
Black vines and vultures (with saw-toothed mouths)
Following me to the valley, you said you'd be there
But you're not, so where are you now?
Did you know I'd forfeit my body when you bled to win the crown for me?

So hurl me down
I only speak when you pull off my leaves
Tied to the ground, bleeding and screaming;
I'm roots from a seed
Ropes growing down out of my feet;
To this prison I'm bound
My savior! My savior!
"Oh, depart from me!"

'Cause I know I've built this anchor
And I tied it to my neck
There are boards over my eyes
And there's no light in the cracks
I don't know my own name, in You I am new
"Depart from me; I never knew you."
"Depart from me; I never knew you."
"Depart from me; I never knew you."
"Depart from me; I never knew you."
"Depart from me; I never knew you."