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

Oh

I am just an animal

An impulsive thing

Burning up my turn upon the earth

Never get the size of my meandering

Here up on the ground in the dirt

But 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

Oh

There is not a loophole baby

There is not a string

This is not a practice run

And I was just a fool to think that I could come clean

'Cause everybody comes to what they've done

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

Oh, they're happening

Oh, they're happening

Oh, 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