LOVE CAN’T GROW
FROM SIDEWALK CRACKS
NO MATTER HOW MUCH RAIN
NO MATTER HOW MUCH LIGHT

SUN SHOWERS ARE MY SIGN
THAT SOMETHING WILL PROPAGATE
FROM THE HURT AND THE HATE
THAT WE’RE SUFFERING FROM

MY HEAD IN THE SAND
ONLY DIRT UNDERSTANDS
CAN’T GET ENOUGH OF YOU
WHICH IS BLACK, BARREN LAND