Smaller than a drop of rain
Smaller than a seed
Smaller than a word without a sound
Bigger than an open sky breathing on the sea
Big as my heart beating out loud
Both
I am just an animal, an impulsive thing
Burning up my turn upon the earth
Navigate the size of my meandering
Hereupon the ground in the dirt
Where I can only see the forest from the trees
I can only stand beneath their branches
And listen to the leaves whispering to me
Don't you know that all the ends are loose ones
Both
Thеre is not a loophole, baby, therе is not a string
This is not a practice run
I was just a fool to think that I could come clean
Everybody comes with what they've done
And I can only see the forest from the trees
I can only stand beneath their branches
And listen to the leaves whispering to me
Don't you know that all the ends are loose ones
Loose ones
Both are happening
Both are happening
Oh, and I can only see the forest from the trees
And I can only stand beneath their branches
And listen to the leaves whispering to me
Don't you know that all the ends are loose ones
Loose ones