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