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[Intro] [Verse] Crackle on the needle, soul in the loop Tending to the kale in a chicken coop Cranes overhead like vultures in the grey Building up the walls, blocking out the day I got dirt in the creases of my palms Finding in the soil all the hidden psalms Iron skeletons climbing up the block Working on a clock that the heavens forgot My neighbor Maria, she’s eighty-four Planting mint leaves by the cellar door While the wrecking ball swings just a mile away She says "Green is the color that’s here to stay" [Pre-Chorus] Shadows getting longer on the vine Tracing out a border, a jagged line Between the penthouse and the public plot Saving every inch of the little we got [Chorus] We sow the static in the garden bed Keeping all the ancient whispers fed Legacy ain't built with a silver crane It’s the green that rises in the pouring rain Yeah, it’s the green that rises [Verse] Blueprints spread across a marble desk Making the familiar look so grotesque Erasing the murals, painting it white Selling back the sun like a private right But the worms don't care about the zip code Breaking down the heavy, carrying the load I see the elders leaning on the gate Planting for a harvest they might never taste Disillusioned once by the neon glow Now I’m learning how the quiet things grow It’s a small erasure, a slow-motion theft But we hold the space that the city left [Break] (Spoken) You see, they think legacy is what you leave on top of the earth. The monuments, the glass, the steel. But true legacy? That’s what you leave in it. The nutrients. The roots. The quiet work nobody claps for. [Verse] Used to be bitter at the wrecking ball Waiting for the kingdom and the sky to fall Now I’m just focused on the cherry tom Finding in the compost a silent bomb Explosion of life in a dead-end street Cooling down the rhythm of the city heat One seed, one soul, one intentional act The only way to keep the spirit intact A-flat minor, let the Wurlitzer breathe Watch the heavy spirit finally achieve A moment of peace in a loud machine Living in the spaces that remain unseen [Bridge] Roots go deeper than the foundation Quiet act of simple preservation Concrete cracks when the pressure is high But the garden reaches for the open sky Yeah, the garden reaches [Chorus] We sow the static in the garden bed Keeping all the ancient whispers fed Legacy ain't built with a silver crane It’s the green that rises in the pouring rain Yeah, it’s the green that rises [Post-Chorus] Concrete petals, iron stems Finding all the buried gems In the dirt, in the dust In the things we trust [Outro]
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