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