Brion Riborn

Weeds
One by one we all fall away blowing just like dandelions thrown about in the wind and rain it seems we cannot recognize that we've turned from yellow to gray we've lost all of our beauty then again, we were always weeds oh my lord will you help us up? will you help us stop all this cancer please? oh my god will you lift us up to the mountaintop where we'll be like trees? where fruit is whole and gardens grow and children know what they see is what they see because down below where the weeds all grow all the land is thrown in the sea in the sea oh my god will you help us up? will you help us stop all this cancer? cancer (Thanks to ribornfan for these lyrics) From Letras Mania