Seeds of Pain

We were sailing through the aftermath All the future intertwined with the past Growing roots to separate from the transient Holding youth, like well never be young again It's the same eye in every storm All that momentum inside everyone Released to see the portrait of our wake Chasing all the tails of my escapes And where I bend and where I break I have cherished all my mistakes The memory of every cell Knows the taste of pain so well Ya when We grow and what we take Is an evolution, caught in frame The parts of me I give away I hope I-don't abuse its beauty I lost my self in the here and now Fractured all over , I was barely around Got real quiet to collect my soul Condensed my spirit to be practical In our culture of production It's a gift when I can hold my tongue Part of my trauma, is bottling up And letting go of the things I love