Oh, flowers Growing in the silence of the night Alright I'm suffering but living Waiting for a phone call from home That never comes We still floating On our weakness And pretend we’re on a pedestal We still floating On our weakness And pretend we’re on a pedestal This is us Always running For something we don’t know Oh, no This is us Turning into something That we don’t like at all I see skies The blue ceiling of the world That shows me now That I shouldn’t fear The speed of life Just move it on We still floating On our weakness And pretend we’re on a pedestal We still floating On our weakness And pretend we’re on a pedestal This is us Always running For something we don’t know Oh, no This is us Turning into something That we don’t like at all We don’t like at all We don’t like at all