The brighter window waited
But I stepped away
The tray held water
I did not need today
The leaves were quiet
Not asking for more
Only a wider dark
Beneath the floor
I used to think
Growth needed proof
A taller stem
A visible bloom
But under the surface
A hidden green moved
Without being seen
Without being rushed
Not stronger light
Not heavier rain
Only a place
That did not press
Room for the Roots
That was enough
Space in the soil
Air in the dusk
No flower promised
No bright excuse
Only the quiet
To reach and loosen
The old pot kept
The shape of fear
A careful circle
Year after year
Now the new dark
Does not ask why
It simply opens
On every side
Not every healing
Rises above
Some changes happen
Too low to touch
Room for the Roots
That was enough
Space in the soil
Air in the dusk
No flower promised
No bright excuse
Only the quiet
To reach and loosen
Leave the light gentle
Leave the water small
Let the unseen
Become the whole
Room for the Roots
No need to bloom
No need to answer
The watching room
I was not waiting
For something huge
Only the space
To grow into
The leaves stay low
The soil breathes through
Nothing is forced
Nothing is proved
If morning comes
It can come slow
There is room now
For what grows below
- Lyricist
Arlith Sove
- Composer
Mira Selve
- Producer
Owen Glasswick
- Vocals
Arlith Sove
Listen to Room for the Roots by Arlith Sove
Streaming / Download
- 1
Humidity Gauge
Arlith Sove
- 2
Too Much Water
Arlith Sove
- 3
Vines on the Curtain Rod
Arlith Sove
- 4
Leaves I Kept Too Long
Arlith Sove
- 5
Wrong Soil
Arlith Sove
- 6
Root Circle
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- 7
Pruned Too Late
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- 8
Under the Grow Light
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- 9
The Pot Remembers
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- 10
Repot Me Gently
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- 11
No Bloom This Season
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- ⚫︎
Room for the Roots
Arlith Sove
Inside the greenhouse that was supposed to protect her, her emotions slowly warped into the shape of their pot
Kindness that had been overwatered, vines that were never cut back, dead leaves she could not throw away, soil that never suited her
She was not withered
She simply had nowhere left to put down her roots
Arlith Sove's first album is a humid botanical art pop record that portrays emotion through the acts of growing, pruning, and repotting it
