Weeds grow to be trampled
But they always grow back
You can tread on them hard
But you won't break their backs
The world's divided
'Tween the trampled and the strong
And the soil is watered by blood
Of the ones that break and fall
They grow
Crawling up to the sun
So slow
As the days go by
Reaching up
With eyes to the sky
Weeds grow to be trampled
But they always grow back
You can tread on them hard
But you won't break their backs
The world's divided
'Tween the trampled and the strong
And the soil is watered by blood
Of the ones that break and fall
They grow
Crawling up to the sun
So slow
As the days go by
Reaching up
With eyes to the sky
They grow
Breaking the skin of the land
So slow
Days turn to nights
We breathe the green
That refuses to die
They grow
Crawling up to the sun
So slow
As the days go by
Reaching up
With eyes to the sky
They grow
Breaking the skin of the land
So slow
Days turn to nights
We breathe the green
That refuses to die