Holy Branches
Radical Face Lyrics

When you were young
At a time when you were not experienced in life

You'd bite your tongue
You used to hold yourself back to avoid making mistakes

Calm, always did what you were told
You were obedient and never caused any disturbance

Never ran your mouth
You were very careful while speaking

Lived life on tiptoes
You were constantly alert and cautious

Only felt peace if by yourself
You found solace in being alone

When mistakes don't count
At a time where there were no consequences for making errors

There's a hole in your chest
You feel incomplete or lacking something important inside of you

From the time that you were born
This has been a long-standing issue

One that don't get filled
It is something that cannot be easily rectified

'cause you've always known you're nothin' they want
Because you believe that you are not what others expect or desire

But everybody's bones are just holy branches
Every individual is unique and has significance

Cast from trees to cut patterns into the world
Each person has the ability to impact the world in their way

And in time we find some shelter
With time, we can find a place to belong

Spill our leaves and then sleep in the Earth
We will eventually pass away and become one with the Earth

And when we're there we'll belong
When we are no longer living, we will still be a part of the Earth

'cause the Earth don't give a damn if you're lost
The Earth does not care about whether we are lost or not

Now I live alone
Currently living independently

Work in the belly of machines
Employed in a blue-collar field

Wring my soot-black hands
The work is physically exhausting and stains the hands

And I don't sleep much
Experiencing insomnia or a sleep disorder

Days don't feel much different
Days blend together and lack variety

From the nights
Similar feelings and experiences extend into nighttime

With no goals in mind
Lacking any sense of direction or aspirations

There's a hole in my chest
The same feeling of emptiness or inadequacy persists

From the time I walked away
From the moment I made a decision to leave something behind

One I fill with sweat
Sweat and hard work serve as a way to cope with or mend the feeling of emptiness

So now I know I'm nothin' they want
Despite the effort, believing that you will still not measure up to the expectations of others

Ride the breeze to cut patterns in the leaves
Similar to the earlier lines, emphasizing the notion that people have their own unique purpose

Spill our seeds and then wait for our turns
Planting the seed for future generations to continue with the legacy

But for now we're adrift on the waves of discontent
Presently, feeling lost or unfulfilled

Trying to carve our place
Making an attempt to create a path or legacy for oneself

All in hopes we'll be something they want
Motivated by the desire to be accepted or fit into society's expectations

But I'm not holding my breath
Despite the aforementioned desire, there is an acknowledgment of the difficulty of achieving this aspiration

Trace your fingers down my spine
Reflecting a desire for vulnerability and connection with someone else

Make your home behind my eyes
Seeking long-term companionship and understanding

Line my skull with harmless lies
Requesting that the other person refrain from hurting you with painful truths

I'll bide my time until I'm something they want
Willing to wait or continue trying to improve oneself despite feeling inadequate or unappealing to others