The little gifts always matter
The little songs always matter
We are all held together
By the gifts, by the songs
Go out into the woods, go out play in the sea
Listen to the snow melting, listen to the flowers blooming
The birds sing love songs to one another
The ants weave encrypted messages altogether
Go out fly to the zenith, go out dive into the pacific
Sit on the roof, climb on to the ship’s mast
Dance to the number of crazy beast
Count the stars, play with the gold sand dunes
Fill some light into the ancient ruins
Everything is a song.
Everything is a gift.
Everything has a tale, everything is a giftEverything is a song.