A sturdy oak he creaks and groans, drinking ‘till his roots are full. Bows they raise to heaven above, his leaves to carry his tears below. Did you wanna find me here? Swerving blurring country roads. God if I could just hear... I could find my way home. Am I the ghost who’s come to take his place? Am I the ghost who’s come to take his pain? As above so below. Oh beautified and righteous one her praise is on the leper’s tongue. She cradles orphans in her arms while heaven seem to shut her doors. Did you wanna find me here? Devoted true yet so alone? God if I could just feel... I wouldn’t feel… I wouldn’t feel so lost. Am I the ghost who’s come to take her place? Am I the ghost who’s come to take her pain? As above so below. I drank the cup, but I still feel the same. I’m the spirit over waters but my voice is lost to silence. I break my back to take away the pain. My people all deny me and hoist me high into the darkness. But here I am… Am I the man who’s come to take your place? Am I the man who’s come to take your pain? As above so below.