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Intro
04:45
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I have many early memories
on a blanket that I was born with,
my face turned to the night sky
in awe,
as the grass caressed my toes
because the blanket was too short
I remember my father telling me
how inconceivably big the universe was
I don't think I really cared
about me being so small.
Barely three feet tall,
I already knew that I was
I close my eyes
and I think of these moments
when my problems now
seem also
inconceivably big,
and I feel comfortable
being very
very
small
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I am small!
03:46
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The planet behind me in time
didn't know that I was there
Do something big enough that'd change,
I wouldn't dare
I am small
I'm so small in the face of the universe
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Light's pouring out of my hands
and my ears
It's dripping like honey
and it's been going on for quite some time
My throat's sore from singing
but I don't really care
Springtime is calling
...and in the great expanse of space, we will all go and become dust among the stars, and in the fashion of vast, cosmic recycling plants, we will all be stars and planetary bodies again as we shed our human ones. A universal resurrection of nebulaeic proportions. We will become stars.
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Postscripting Denver, Colorado
Postscripting is a self-produced music project of a lady who can't tell if she's made of glitter or dust from your grandma's attic.
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