[Intro] [The sound of wind whistling through a hollow pipe. A soft, pulsing synth bass enters, sounding like a distant heartbeat. A gentle, acoustic guitar pluck repeats a simple, circular riff.] [Verse 1] Found a daisy in a drainage ditch Feeding on a static, neon itch I’m watering the weeds with bottled rain Trying to numb the city’s asphalt pain. There’s a forest sleeping under the street I can feel the roots beneath my feet The skyscrapers grow like giant thorns In a world that forgot how the mountain mourns. [Chorus] [The beat becomes more driving and rhythmic. Layers of "dreamy" synth pads fill the space.] Oh, I’m holding on to the last green leaf A little bit of hope for a lot of grief! Breathing in the smog, breathing out the bloom Building up a garden in a concrete tomb! (Keep it alive! Keep it green!) [Soft, echoing backing vocals] (The prettiest thing that you’ve ever seen.) [Verse 2] [The drums drop out briefly, leaving just the pulsing bass and the guitar.] I’ve got moss growing inside my lungs Speaking in the oldest of the ancient tongues I’m grafting ivy onto telephone poles Trying to bridge the gaps in our plastic souls. The birds are all chrome and the sky is grey But I’m digging for the soil of a better day I’ll plant a seed in the engine block And wait for the green to break the lock. [Bridge] [The music shifts to a more atmospheric, "trippy" sound. Heavily reverberated flute-like synths swirl around.] Nature doesn't care about your power grid She remembers everything that the humans did! From the cracked pavement to the rusted spire The wild is returning through the flood and fire! (Can you hear it grow?) [A rhythmic, woody percussion sound, like sticks hitting hollow logs] (Can you hear it grow?) [Chorus] Oh, I’m holding on to the last green leaf A little bit of hope for a lot of grief! Breathing in the smog, breathing out the bloom Building up a garden in a concrete tomb! [Outro] [The beat slows down. The sound of birds chirping—but with a slight electronic, "glitchy" filter.] (Let it grow...) (Through the cracks...) (Let it grow...) [The music fades into the sound of a gentle rain falling on metal.]
