Lyrics

Smallest of Places

I have discovered the atom and written Robert Frost
Finished that song that would change the world
I have opened my heart again and made up my mind
All from the seat of my car

I drove over the mountain on the Pennsylvania Turnpike
In the middle of autumn
And right at the peak I Was struck by all the colors
And me and my car we were was connected

Well, hey I am small but then I am still part of the one that encircles us all
I can feel my feet on the floor but I know that the ground goes on beyond the door

I still belong no matter where my space is
So let?s go live it large in the smallest of places
I may not know the names of God but I know where what?s his face lives
So let?s go live it large in the smallest of places

Going to school with a thousand other kids all the same age as me
But I never felt more alone than when I was surrounded
By everybody else
And then on the weekends I?d hang out with my friends
Crammed in someone else?s basement
Just a couple conversations
There in the circle and I knew I was on top of the world

Hey I am small but then I am still part of the one that encircles us all
I can feel my feet on the floor but I know that the ground goes on beyond the door

You still belong no matter where your space is
So let?s go live it large in the smallest of places
You may not know the names of God butcha know where what?s her face lives
So let?s go live it large in the smallest of places

And the leaders of the world
Hell, the leaders in your town
will tell you they?re the ones who make the world go round
They?re the ones who bring the money in
and keep the food from going brown
Your water, heat, lights, roads
They make sure it?s all sound

And that may even be true
But noone can say what it?s like to wake up as you

Hey I am small but then I am still part of the one that encircles us all
I can feel my feet on the floor but I know that the ground goes on beyond the door

We still belong no matter where our space is
So let?s go live it large in the smallest of places
We may not know the names of God but we know where what?s his face lives
So let?s go live it large in the smallest of places

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