A flower is born
Pedals red, not blue
Her gown must be worn
Must live by the rules
She discovers her thorns
But they have no clue
She wants her pedals torn
Just for her truth
Dwell on the forgotten
That's the anchor within
Bare hands can't pull it up no
The weight must be moved
Field in flames from overpowering
Gusts of winds and there's no portioning
Icon's a rock as it's tough
But see its plain and has no core within
Every time there's a tear
Just keep it in
Carbon mask covers up
Your weaknesses
Every time you get all uneasy
'Member flowers can grow
Through concrete
Every time you cut it off
One whole field is all we need
Where both can be seen, mhm
Even one seed
Dwell on the forgotten
That's the anchor within
Bare hands can't pull it up no
The weight must be moved
Dwell on the forgotten
(Oh dwell on the forgotten oh)
That's the anchor within, mh, mh
Bare hands can't pull it up no
The weight must be moved