Seed

When you get older You get bored of Jumping over The cracks along the pavement Its all painless in relation, When everything must suffer, Youre hiding undercover everyday But something comes your way Oh, I found my way Walking down this road the same old path Ive followed for so long And you know Im gonna keep walking Till my heels split through (And his tears fell Not of sorrow or joy But of rebirth) You start to wonder If things are gonna be alright I'll always wonder, I'll always ponder on The times when things just felt like They'd be alright. . . No more bluffing, no more tripping Over laces and blaming it on life