The Seeds of Pain - Dave Audé, Information Society

I carry the seeds of pain within me

I plant them in everyone I love

The flowers that grow are dark and lonely

I’m reaching for heaven

Be careful of what makes you happy

And you should know this well by now

You can be bruised on top of bruises

I’m reaching for heaven

I’m scaling your walls

I’m pushing down your doors

I’m not even knocking

I’m crashing your gate

I’m storming your keep

And I am not asking

Be careful of what makes you happy

And you should know this well by now

You can be bruised on top of bruises

I’m reaching for heaven

After all the things we’ve been through

We’ll never be the same again

Our pain is the only thing that binds us

We’re reaching for heaven