Part III: Tiny Steps

Tiny steps are all I need to take, but oh They all feel so hard Thought that I was walking on new land, but I was in a graveyard Saw my name, but it was written in water It ripples away 'Though there's nothing to preserve I'm gonna keep trying to wonder 'Though there's nothing to preserve One thing that's made all the difference I choose to believe so many possibilities It's impossible to fail, only a change in form We don't talk much anymore Tried to tap myself on the shoulder I couldn't get my attention I wanted to drive and drive and drive, but oh I couldn't fire up the engine My grandma knew what she planted would grow later I'm standing here because of a seed Not much I have to show I'm a winter fig tree Not much I have to show One thing that's made all the difference I choose to believe so many possibilities It's impossible to fail, only a change in form We don't talk much anymore