Small Leaf - Hayden Calnin

Take my hand

And breathe small leaf

Short is the sting of this

Now push the folds of life to dust

Put eager hands to sleep tonight

To dream of places I’ve never seen before

Oh the whole world to call your own

Our home

Now I know not who you are

But it’s a whisper I hear in the dark

Now step into a dark lit hole

Put thought into the words before the dawn

This begins to crack

And I thought you’d talk back to me

All on your own

All on your own

All on your own

All on your own

All on your own

All on your own

Done by the seeds of life

I’m coming back

Grace the days, the night, the now

By the seeds of life

I’m coming back

Grace the days, the night, the now

By the seeds of life

I’m coming back

Grace the days, the night, the now

You surely get it by now

That seeds don’t grow without a cloud