Grow

If you are the soil I'm an invasive species and I mean you no harm Oh I'd just love to grow here And I swear by my word I'd never hurt anything Growing here under these skies I'd just grow Oh to see you spread your wings Gilded in silver Oh to see you spread your wings And gild them in gold You've grown Though I'm still young I feel worn down at the edges And I wish I had something better to do Than trim rich folks hedges For almost nothing All the rich folks hedges For almost nothing They just grow