GOD OF SMALL THINGS

And in my dream we were somewhere else

You and I both were away on our own

Then you were gone, you were nowhere around

I was alone in the old part of town

There is a place, a place I know well

A place in my mind (as far as I can tell)

I'm on a road, but it's not the right road

I head for the sea through the valley deep

So Primavera takes a shower

It's not about chocolates and flowers

It's an everyday fling

with the God of small things

It's a kitchen sink romance and it's beautiful

I know it's not perfect, but it's beautiful

So somewhere out past the continental shelf

I find me, waking up to myself

Like Primavera born, I open my eyes

There you are as you've always been, by my side

T.Hunter, J.Pigott, P.Drummond

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