The microphones

My roots are strong and deep

The microphones
my roots are strong and deep/i'm swaying in your breeze
my limbs stretch out to meet you/you've got me on my knees
i stand tall/my feet are on the ground
but compared to you i'm small/the things you need you just surround
you rocked around the earth/you circle it with air
you're trapped inside the core/with hot lava hair
i wish you could sprout, but you can't stick your neck out
i want you climbing un my limbs, but i'm just stumped by your whims
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