More songs by Ruston Kelly
Description
Mastering Engineer, Producer, Mixing Engineer, Background Vocalist: Jarrad K
Recording Engineer: Alex Gilson
Mastering Engineer: Paul Blakemore
Vocalist, Composer Lyricist: Ruston Kelly
Lyrics and translation
Original
Take me back to that moment when the twisted root started growing.
I want to chop it down right there in the dirt and erase the way I made myself and others hurt.
But I can't go back in time, no matter how bad I want to make it right.
So help these roots grow straight, no matter how they twisted, no matter how I hate how long I was afflicted.
When I was sick and full of poison, losing every battle, I could not reach the gate.
I sunk back in the valley from the twisted root, the curving spine, the wasted years, the rusted blade of time.
The deepest cut of all, when I made my father cry.
I wish it was enough then to change my life.
Twisted root.
Twisted root.
How to stand here in this moment, let the pain roll in and try to own it?
'Cause all I've ever done is sink down in the dirt, underneath the way I made myself and others hurt. 'Cause
I can't go back in time, no matter how bad I want to make it right.
So help me stand up straight and tilt the crooked picture.
And I look at my face and only see what I disfigured from the years I filled with poison in the shadow of the mountain.
I could not find the gate.
I sunk back in the valley from the twisted root, the curving spine, the wasted years, the rusted blade of time.
What I could not repair, what I could not unwind, make it be enough now to change my life.
Twisted root.
Twisted root.
Twisted root!
English translation
Take me back to that moment when the twisted root started growing.
I want to chop it down right there in the dirt and erase the way I made myself and others hurt.
But I can't go back in time, no matter how bad I want to make it right.
So help these roots grow straight, no matter how they twisted, no matter how I hate how long I was afflicted.
When I was sick and full of poison, losing every battle, I could not reach the gate.
I sunk back in the valley from the twisted root, the curving spine, the wasted years, the rusted blade of time.
The deepest cut of all, when I made my father cry.
I wish it was enough then to change my life.
Twisted root.
Twisted root.
How to stand here in this moment, let the pain roll in and try to own it?
'Cause all I've ever done is sink down in the dirt, underneath the way I made myself and others hurt. 'Cause
I can't go back in time, no matter how bad I want to make it right.
So help me stand up straight and tilt the crooked picture.
And I look at my face and only see what I disfigured from the years I filled with poison in the shadow of the mountain.
I could not find the gate.
I sunk back in the valley from the twisted root, the curving spine, the wasted years, the rusted blade of time.
What I could not repair, what I could not unwind, make it be enough now to change my life.
Twisted root.
Twisted root.
Twisted root!