Steep

From Emil's Tablature

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