Katamari

You don't recognize a single raindrop on your head
That's because in isolation none of them can mean a thing
(But) if a bunch of drops together fell down in one place
Then you'd have a little flood

You don't recognize an old man waiting for the door
You scratch off your lottery card wishing it were more
But scratch away at ten more cards and maybe you will find
That then you'll have a little bread

Simple things we come along will rare upset our day
Simple things we come along we'll pass along our way
Simple things are nothing more til they become a clump
And they can hold some weight

We are an accumulation of all kinds of things
Things we lose and things we find and things that make us sing
Things that when they group together make an amalgam

And those things glued together make us whole



Credits
Writer(s): Matti Waltzman
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