There's beauty in the dance
Of the cloud that is me
And the cloud that is you
In the rhythm of stars
And the shining wet grass
In the morning
And we're all born of a wish
An unlikely form of coincidences
Each one a bridge between stars
So small, universal each grain of sand
A person I could fall in love with
So small, universal and every time
I look up, know I'll be coming home
Endless rearrangement
A tearing apart the gift of a spark
The clash in the cloud that spawned
Your heart out of turmoil
A bright flash in the sky
A quadrantid as I thought of you
The same stuff you and I
So small, universal each grain of sand
A person I could fall in love with
So small, universal and every time
I look up, know I'll be coming home