small

by barlow/rhodes

Sometimes I climb high above the city
To see all the lights shining there so pretty
And think of the millions of lives going on
In this present moment
And those come and gone

And it makes me float free
To feel how small my life must be...

Whenever I can I go down to the sea
And wonder at hom many miles there must be
And all of the people on all of the shores
In this present moment
And those gone before

And it makes me float free
To feel how small my life must be...

Sometimes I'm out in a bustling street
Dazzled by all of the faces I see
It strikes me we got lost so soon after birth
But one smile can turn over heaven and earth.

And it makes me float free
To feel how small my life must be...


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