Matthew Ryan - The Little Things lyrics

Has the future come To make a liar out of me? Every day I wake And I'm further out to sea High above the driving nails Swirl the gardens of relief A broken smile, a little grace For no longer how brief The little things The little things mean everything The little things The little things mean everything Now I'm off to work On the train I only stare There's a sleepy drum And there's corruption in the air Only souls have been lost Desperate is as desperate does A little push, a little shove A little talk I give myself The little things The little things mean everything The little things The little things mean everything The little things The little things mean everything One, two three, four I don't live here any more One day I'll throw myself To the life I live in dream Where dark bouquets explode And fall the colours never seen In the static grey today Of this hopeful little scream Songs are souvenirs For the peace that hasn't come And if it never does Better still that they be sung Souvenirs of little hopes Underground and between thieves The boulevard is raining hard On the flood of you and me The little things The little things mean everything The little things The little things mean everything The little things The little things mean everything