Rooted Veil

[Verse 1]
The windshield weeps, a curtain of liquid moss,
Blurring the house where your silent roots emboss.
Each drop a memory, a subterranean hum,
Resisting the quiet pull of where I'm from.

[Chorus]
This rain, a fragile shield, a glass-winged whisper,
Between my will and the tendril I can't sever.
Oh, the rain, a fragile shield, a glass-winged whisper,
To stay or go, forever, ever.

[Verse 2]
A tendril of longing, reaching through the stone,
My spirit's canopy, where dark seeds are sown.
Know the risk in this damp, ancestral air,
Still, I breathe in the truth of what we bear.

[Bridge]
The subterranean hum, a siren's old lullaby,
Know the current's strong, but the quiet speaks, why?
An unapologetic ache in this dark, verdant space,
Each drop on the glass, a memory I chase.

[Outro]
Just the drip and the hum, an earthen, silent plea.
Still parked outside, not yet free.