Flowers in the City

Flowers in the city stand up to the nastiest abuses
Getting trampled by the drunks and if that’s not enough
You turn your head for half a second
And someone’s carrying them away to make somebody stay
But we don’t have that problem
We’ve been drinking up the rain cause it’s been falling
And when the sunshine comes it brings the birds and bees
We always aim to please
Flowers in the city stay pretty even in among the weeds
Soaking up the smog and turn it into something we can breath
Sometimes we have to suffer our reflections
In the eyes of others unsuspecting
Pizzicato petals dropping on a concrete meadow
One by one by one by one
He loves me not, she loves me just enough
Flowers in the city stay pretty even in among the weeds
Soaking up the smog and turn it into something we can breath