It's the roots
Not the bloom
That make true
Promises
Here at the edge of the canyon
I hold her hand
The Joshua Trees
They call out to me
To love her
Better than I can
It's the roots
Not the bloom
That make true
Promises
Every year of my life now, wherever
Rich or poor, with you
The oceans won't drown out
What's woven in time now
Should the stars in the sky
Fail to shine still I'll call out
It's the roots
Not the bloom
That make true
Promises
It's the roots
Not the bloom
That make true
These promises
Love and Mystery
Oh these chains on both my feet
Swallowing the key
I am free
It's the roots
Not the bloom
That make true
Promises
It's the roots
Not the bloom
That make true
My promises
Writer(s): Michael Whang
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