Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Von Bieker
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Von Bieker
Songwriter
Lyrics
Like a bullet in an old drawer
long forgotten
Like a criminal who’s grown
too tired to run
Like a prayer can start out sweet
but then go rotten
Like a poison thorn dug deep
within my thumb
It’s the little things
that matter
It’s the little steps
we take
There’s a moment I’d return to
if could now
There’s a word that I would keep
inside my mouth
There’s a switch along the track
that led me wayward
But the train of time - it never turns around
It’s the little things
that matter
It’s little moves
we make
It’s the little things
that matter
It’s the little cracks
that break
Break us all apart
Break us all apart
Is this who we really are?
It’s a sharpened blade of grass
beneath my bare foot
How a minor chord can make me
come alive
It’s the father who could die
just from a bee sting
It’s the way my Lord can take his
precious time
It’s the little things
that get me
It’s the little turns
of the blade
It’s the little love
we offer
It’s the little seed
of faith
Written by: Dave Von Bieker
