The Wildflower Underground

[Intro]
[Verse]
Kiln-fired in a backyard shed
Teacher's hands, a ball of red
Thumbprints on my ceramic skin
Waiting for the light to come in
Placed beside the rosemary
One more in the company
[Verse]
HOA has a rule for green
Keep it flat and keep it clean
But we got seeds in our pockets deep
While the neighborhood’s asleep
Crossing lines of manicured grass
Watching every shadow pass
[Chorus]
Oh, we are the small and the stone
Waiting for the seeds we've sown
Trading the thistle for the rose
Where the native nectar flows
Hand to hand in the moonlight glow
Watch the wild things start to grow
[Post-Chorus]
Humming the lilt
Seeds in the silt
Love that we built
[Verse]
Old Barnaby lost a ceramic hand
Buried deep in the potting sand
Stories told by the organ’s sigh
Underneath the open sky
Moss grows thick on a weary back
Filling every weathered crack
[Chorus]
Oh, we are the small and the stone
Waiting for the seeds we've sown
Trading the thistle for the rose
Where the native nectar flows
Hand to hand in the moonlight glow
Watch the wild things start to grow
[Bridge]
Passing the milkweed, passing the rye
Winking at the cricket passing by
One small spark for a tiny miracle
Love is local, love is lyrical
Break the borders, mend the fence
Make the wild world make some sense
[Chorus]
Oh, we are the small and the stone
Waiting for the seeds we've sown
Trading the thistle for the rose
Where the native nectar flows
Hand to hand in the moonlight glow
Watch the wild things start to grow
[Verse]
Sun comes up on the picket line
Everything is looking fine
No one knows what we did at night
Bringing back the morning light
Just a gnome in a coat of blue
With a secret shared with you
[Outro]