Shoots of green creeping up above the winter’s casualties
Emblems of the force that through the green fuse drives the flowers to sing
We get richer everyday by staying here, alright?
The melodies that cue the leaves will pollinate with their refrain
Today we’re believers
Come along to the river, swollen up The bridge has flooded again and spring is heaving
See the little bird with a heavy wing
Fly dead into the wind, still believing
We hit the streets like fugitives
Getting lucky in the park where your daddy lives
Holding your hand just like a teenager
From the cul de sac to the boulevard
You’ll be pushing on the pedals till you stop…
Hard as you try you’ll never be a stranger
Today we’re believers
We’re not leaving until at last a flower pushes up above the tiny garden
Open petals filling bright with color as they wait to catch the collar of the
wind
Returning and then again a flower pushes up above the the tiny garden
Open petals filling bright with color as they wait to catch the collar of the
wind