Weeds

Fickle weeds
Grow with blades of grass
That they'll suffocate and kill
Until the field goes bare tonight

Fickle fiends
Growing near again
And they'll shove me out and push
Until there's nowhere left to sleep

I'm but a shadow of a girl
That yearned to burn brighter
That flew too close up to the sun
And crashed to sea

Oh dear sweet Icarus
You're my god among the weeds
We wanted more
But we were blinded by our pride and our greed

Birds fly south
Watch them flood the sky
As I lie upon the earth
Dyed crimson from the scars that bleed

Heavy sighs
Fill my morning, nights
As I count the days to reawake
From feigning peaceful sleep

'Cause I still believe
That the world will open wide
Someday, somehow for me

Though I'm a shadow of a girl
That yearned to burn brighter
That flew too close up to the sun
And crashed to sea

Oh dear sweet Icarus
You're my god among the weeds
I still want more
So I'll fly farther
Than the sun
And sea can reach



Credits
Writer(s): Vica Hernandez
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