[Verse 1]
Used to be fields out past the bend,
Wildflowers wavin’ like they knew the end.
Monarch wings on milkweed tall,
And bees that hummed like a chapel call.
Now it's concrete poured like a prayer unheard,
For drive-thrus, strip malls, and empty words.
[Chorus]
Where the flowers used to be,
There’s a parking lot and a sugar-free dream.
Another building, another chain,
Another sign in a window sayin’ “progress came.”
But I ain't seen a butterfly all year...
And the silence buzzes clear
Where the flowers used to be.
[Verse 2]
Lawns stretch tight like plastic skin,
One kind of green, no life within.
No dandelions, no clover bloom,
Just trimmed-down earth dressed like a tomb.
And every root we paved away
Was a piece of balance we can’t repay.
[Chorus – Heavier now]
Where the flowers used to be,
There’s a four-lane road and a realty fee.
Another donut shop, another plan,
For a town that forgot how to feed the land.
And I ain’t heard a songbird sing...
Since they tore out everything
Where the flowers used to be.
[Bridge – Spoken softly over guitar]
You don’t notice the beauty go quiet —
Until it’s gone.
Until all you’ve got left is
“Might’ve been.”
[Final Chorus – Let it linger]
Where the flowers used to be,
Was a living prayer, wild and free.
Now it’s mulch and signs, stone and steel,
Built on ground that forgot how to feel.
I still drive past the ghost of spring...
And I still grieve small, gentle things...
Where the flowers used to be.
[Outro – Fingerpicked fade]
Used to be fields...
Now it’s just me...
And a memory where
The flowers used to be.
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