God Bless the Grass
God bless the grass that grows through the crack.
They roll the concrete over it and try to keep it back.
The concrete gets tired of what it has to do
it breaks and it buckles and the grass grows through
And God bless the grass.

God bless the truth that fights for the sun.
They roll the lies over it and think that it is done
It moves through the ground, it reaches for the air
and after a while, it's growing everywhere.
And God bless the truth.

God bless the grass that breaks through cement
It's green and it's tender, it's easily bent.
But after a while, it lifts up it's head,
For the grass is living and the stone is dead,
And God bless the grass

Spaw