From Seed To Tree

(Vers 1 — The Seed / The Birth) I started in the dark, same as you Curled in the soil, didn't have a clue What I was, what I'd be, what the light would show Just the heat of the mother and the seed that grow First crack in the shell, first push through the dirt First taste of the rain, first lesson in hurt The struggle was the teacher, the pressure was the friend Every time I broke a little, I learned to bend Not break. Bend. Like the stem in the wind The same wind that try to break me taught me how to win Slow and steady, pushing toward the sky Not because I knew the way. Because I learned to try. (Pre-chorus — Chant / Catchy flow) Seed to stem, stem to leaf Every wound become a relief Leaf to flower, flower to fruit Every death just a different root (Chorus) FROM THE SOIL TO THE SMOKE, LET THE MEDICINE RISE FROM THE ROOT TO THE CROWN, FROM THE SEED TO THE SKY I BLOW THE SWEET LEAF, LET THE KNOWLEDGE UNFOLD FROM THE SOIL TO THE SMOKE — THE STORY NEVER GETS OLD FROM THE SOIL TO THE SMOKE, FOR THE PLANT AND THE TREE FOR THE FRUIT AND THE FLOWER, FOR THE YOU AND THE ME LIGHT IT UP SLOW, LET THE HEALING UNFOLD FROM THE SOIL TO THE SMOKE — THE ROOT NEVER GETS COLD (Vers 2 — The Growth / Becoming Known to Yourself) As I grew taller, I learned my own shape Every leaf a new thought, every root an escape From the system, from the lies, from the shallow and the fake Every branch a question that the silence helps me make I became known to myself through the stretch and the strain Through the sun and the shade, through the joy and the pain The plant don't rush, and neither did I The slow climb taught me how to truly die To the need to be perfect, to the fear to be seen To the part of me that lived inside the machine Now I'm growing in the open, now I'm reaching for the real Every trait I cultivate is part of the heal (Pre-chorus) Seed to stem, stem to leaf Every silence become belief Leaf to flower, flower to fruit Every season give a better root (Chorus) FROM THE SOIL TO THE SMOKE, LET THE MEDICINE RISE FROM THE ROOT TO THE CROWN, FROM THE SEED TO THE SKY I BLOW THE SWEET LEAF, LET THE KNOWLEDGE UNFOLD FROM THE SOIL TO THE SMOKE — THE STORY NEVER GETS OLD FROM THE SOIL TO THE SMOKE, FOR THE PLANT AND THE TREE FOR THE FRUIT AND THE FLOWER, FOR THE YOU AND THE ME LIGHT IT UP SLOW, LET THE HEALING UNFOLD FROM THE SOIL TO THE SMOKE — THE ROOT NEVER GETS COLD (Bridge — The Flower / The Blossoming / The Healing) And when the flower came, I knew what it meant The beauty wasn't just for show, it was the medicine sent From the earth to the lungs, from the lungs to the brain Every hit a prayer, every exhale a chain Breaking slow, breaking steady, breaking what was fake The sweet leaf taught me how to heal, how to stay awake Not awake in the panic, awake in the peace The flower made the struggle feel like a release I blow the smoke through the air, let it spiral and dance Every puff a deep breath, every puff a second chance To know myself deeper, to let the mask dissolve From the soil to the smoke — that's how the spirit evolves (Vers 3 — The Harvest / The Grim Reaper / The Death) Then the reaper came with his hand on the stem Not in anger, not in violence, just the season, my friend He said "Every plant gets cut, every leaf returns The death ain't the ending, it's the lesson that you learned." So I stood in the garden, watched him take the stem Not afraid of the falling, not afraid of the then 'Cause the root was still there, and the root was still me And the seed I came from was the seed I'd be Cut down. Dried slow. Turned to smoke in the air. But the spirit don't die, it just change the wear From the plant to the lungs, from the lungs to the sky From the soil to the smoke taught me how to die Without fear. Without fight. Just trust. Just slow. The same force that cut me down is the same that help me grow. (Pre-chorus — Final chant) Root to crown, crown to ash Every ending just a different path Ash to soil, soil to seed Soil to smoke — the only creed (Final Chorus) FROM THE SOIL TO THE SMOKE, LET THE MEDICINE RISE FROM THE ROOT TO THE CROWN, FROM THE SEED TO THE SKY I BLOW THE SWEET LEAF, LET THE KNOWLEDGE UNFOLD FROM THE SOIL TO THE SMOKE — THE STORY NEVER GETS OLD FROM THE SOIL TO THE SMOKE, FOR THE LIFE AND THE DEATH FOR THE FIRST LITTLE CRACK TO THE FINAL BREATH LIGHT IT UP SLOW, LET THE CYCLE UNFOLD FROM THE SOIL TO THE SMOKE — THE ROOT NEVER GETS COLD SOIL TO SMOKE — THE ROOT NEVER DIES SOIL TO SMOKE — THE SEED NEVER LIES SOIL TO SMOKE — I BLOW IT SLOW SOIL TO SMOKE — FROM THE SEED TO THE FLOW SOIL TO SMOKE! (Outro) Yeah... From the seed to the stem. From the stem to the flower. From the flower to the fruit. From the fruit to the smoke. From the smoke to the sky. From the sky to the soil. And then? Then it start again. Soil to smoke. Spinnereye. Root memory. Flow slow. Grow deep. Light it up, family. This the story. This the healing. This the way.