Much ado is all I see
(although my roots were deep)
In fact it is surrounding me

The seething crowd intrudes all day
(I sank in hillsides deep)
Until I'm finally swept away


Although I thought my roots were deep
(the rivers that erode)

I sank them into hillsides steep
And riverbanks that soon erode
(and canyons overflow)

And canyons that have overflowed