Osquer's Song In My Heart - Day 31

"Smallest Things"
--Brian Kessler

all these empty fields
all these spinning wheels
all this up in space
leaves a bitter taste

'cause i find you
in the smallest things
in the grain in the grains
of sand by the sea

don't need the sun
to make me warm
don't need the sun
to wake me up

all these lonely streets
these dirty, sprawling sheets
all this open sky
makes me wonder why

'cause i find you
in the smallest things
in the sound in the sound
of the humidity

don't need the sun
to make me warm
don't need the sun
to wake me up

i don't climb mountains
i don't swim rivers
all it amounts to is
a speck of dust
holds my universe

i find you in the smallest things
like the grain of the grains of sand