The Seed

Lyrics by Adrian Breahna Genetic and empirical, my name tells the tale, I’m the seed of what should’ve grown, yet seemed to fail. A spark half-buried in the soil of time, A shadow of a dream, still reaching for its prime. Every root pulls me back, I fight to rise, Haunted by the ghosts of my own skies. I’m the seed… of what was meant to be, Lost in the dark, but I’ll break free. Through the cracks, I’ll find my light, I’ll grow my wings and rise tonight! I’m what’s left of what could’ve been, Yet I still can grow, still fight to win. Between the ruins of past and future’s call, I’m the seed with wings, ready to break the wall. Every root pulls me down, but I scream and fight, Burning through shadows, reaching for the light. I’m the seed… of what was meant to be, Lost in the dark, but I’ll break free. Through the cracks, I’ll find my light, I’ll grow my wings and rise tonight! If time shapes me with unseen hands, I’ll bloom in ways no one understands. Genetic, empirical, through name and dream, I’m the seed of what was meant to be… I gleam. I’m the seed… of what was meant to be, Lost in the dark, but I’ll break free. Through the cracks, I’ll find my light, I’ll grow my wings and rise tonight! I’m the seed… I’m the seed… Breaking free… I’m the seed…