Big Things Small Seeds
Oh, we were spending our 20s in the golden sun
And always acting too cool, it was half the fun
I told you things that I never said to anyone
I never bothered counting my rings, but I'm growing up
Oh, I never bothered counting my rings, but I'm growing up
And we were high, drifting in and out of living rooms
On all the hotel rooftops, quite the view
But I never wanted anything more than you
It's been a while since I've been quite so sure
That things would work out the way they're meant to
How did I, how did I, how did I get here?
I used to wanna change the world, but now I just live in mine
How do we, how do we, how do we stay here?
I kinda got this irrational feeling that we'll be fine
Because big things come from small seeds, baby, yeah
All the big things come from small seeds, baby, yeah
I was running my fingers over blistered skin
(Holding my, holding my breath)
And I promised that I would never lie again
(I will never lie again)
I even started taking care of myself
My mom would be sad the way that I spent the days that I had
I wanna be good, I want it so bad, I do, oh-oh, oh
How did I, how did I, how did I get here?
I used to wanna change the world, but now I just live in mine
How do we, how do we, how do we stay here?
I kinda got this irrational feeling that we'll be fine
Because big things come from small seeds, baby, yeah
All the big things come from small seeds, baby, yeah
Sitting high above the canyon, I can see
That we get a lot of big things from small seeds
And always acting too cool, it was half the fun
I told you things that I never said to anyone
I never bothered counting my rings, but I'm growing up
Oh, I never bothered counting my rings, but I'm growing up
And we were high, drifting in and out of living rooms
On all the hotel rooftops, quite the view
But I never wanted anything more than you
It's been a while since I've been quite so sure
That things would work out the way they're meant to
How did I, how did I, how did I get here?
I used to wanna change the world, but now I just live in mine
How do we, how do we, how do we stay here?
I kinda got this irrational feeling that we'll be fine
Because big things come from small seeds, baby, yeah
All the big things come from small seeds, baby, yeah
I was running my fingers over blistered skin
(Holding my, holding my breath)
And I promised that I would never lie again
(I will never lie again)
I even started taking care of myself
My mom would be sad the way that I spent the days that I had
I wanna be good, I want it so bad, I do, oh-oh, oh
How did I, how did I, how did I get here?
I used to wanna change the world, but now I just live in mine
How do we, how do we, how do we stay here?
I kinda got this irrational feeling that we'll be fine
Because big things come from small seeds, baby, yeah
All the big things come from small seeds, baby, yeah
Sitting high above the canyon, I can see
That we get a lot of big things from small seeds
Credits
Writer(s): Gus Mcmillan
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