Part III: Tiny Steps

Tiny steps are all I need to take, but oh

They all feel so hard

Thought that I was walking on new land, but

I was in a graveyard

Saw my name, but it was written in water

It ripples away

Though there's nothing to preserve

I'm gon' keep tryna wonder

Though there's nothing to preserve

But one thing that's made all the difference

I choose to believe so many possibilities

It's impossible to fail, only a change in form

We don't talk much anymore

Tried to tap myself on the shoulder

I couldn't get my attention

I wanted to drive and drive and drive, but oh

I couldn't fire up the engine

Grandma knew what she planted would grow later

I'm standing here 'cause of a seed

Not much I have to show

I'm a winter fig tree

Not much I have to show

But one thing that's made all the difference

I choose to believe so many possibilities

It's impossible to fail, only a change in form

We don't talk much anymore