Tender faces pull me out of holes in the ground

Pink and purple framed my mouth the day that I'm found

Crush me to a paste and you will find

The allicin that separates my mind

We grew

Living in the shadow of your plume

We grew, we grew, we grew, we grew

Like menorah candles burn

Alone but the same

Resting in my family urn

We'll burn just the same

Climb up to her room and you will find

A building site which rattles in my mind

We grew

Living in the shadow of your plume

We grew, we grew, we grew, we grew

Smiling faces everywhere

But people cry

Friends like you are very hard to find

Tender faces pull me out of holes in the ground

Pink and purple framed my mouth the day that I'm found