What has roots that nobody sees, and is taller than trees. Up, up it goes, and yet it never grows.
If Teresa’s daughter is my daughter’s mother, who am I to Teresa?
I am the heart that does not beat. If cut, I bleed without blood. I can fly, but have no wings. I can float, but have no fins. I can sing, but have no mouth.
Put into a pit, locked beneath a grate, guarded through the night, yet it still goes out.
Two people are born at the same moment, but they don't have the same birthdays. How could this be?
I roam through the lands hoping to rescue my love. I search high and low and will stomp on you if you get in my way!