Roots and Spiders
Daniel Lord, Adam Guthrie
It seems like I've been pulled up by the roots
From anywhere I ever found some shade
I struggled beneath the boots
Of a grim-faced agent of fate
With a fiery sword
But I'm growing toward something better
By leaving, leaving myself
And now I'm gone
I'm gone
And I won't be back
See the spider hatching all her eggs
Boiling water all around her legs
They all get up on her back (or whatever that's called)
The abdomen
She's so patient with all of them
Then they eat her alive
She just lets it happen
So beautiful
And now she's gone
She's gone
And she won't be back
Gone
I'm gone
And I won't be back