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