Grass from Little Bombs by Little Bombs

sister wont you tell me
what makes your heart sing
cause everyone around me
are the worst kinds of things

please say that you'll love me
for the man i have become
cause fools will judge another
before they'll judge their sons

im waiting
im still waiting

im waiting on the green grass to grow
im waiting on the green grass to grow
when everything around is rotten to our bones
im waiting on the green grass to grow

brother wont you see me
for all of my mistakes
view the path ive walked upon
and go the other way

promise not to listen
as people try to fight
follow all inside you
walk on through the night

• Alternative
• grunge
• rock
• shoegazer
• New York