[Verse 1]
There was a woman on the number eight
Who always carried yellow flowers home
Every Tuesday, rain or shine
I never learned her name
But twenty years and several cities later
I still buy daffodils in spring
And think of her
Without knowing why
[Verse 2]
There was a teacher with a crooked tie
Who told me once, without looking up,
"Don't apologise for taking up space."
The bell rang.
The room moved on.
The sentence stayed.
[Pre-Chorus]
Nobody sees the moment that a river changes course
Not until it's somewhere else
[Chorus]
That's the weight of small things
The hand that held the door
The stranger who remembered you
The voice from years before
The world turns on its grand events
Its headlines and its kings
But most of who I am tonight
Comes from the weight of small things
[Verse 3]
A girl I knew for fourteen weeks
Left a note inside a borrowed book
One line.
Nothing dramatic.
Just,
"Look up more."
Now every time the evening opens
And the first star appears
I do.
[Pre-Chorus]
Nobody hears the seed beneath the winter ground
Learning how to bloom
[Chorus]
That's the weight of small things
The laugh across a room
The neighbour who waved every day
Until one afternoon
The thousand quiet kindnesses
Time carefully preserves
The people who become your life
Without becoming yours
[Bridge]
And somewhere maybe I've done the same
A sentence
A smile
A passing flame
Perhaps I've lived inside a story
I was never meant to read
Perhaps we're all each other's echoes
More than we believe
[Orchestral Break]
[Final Chorus]
That's the weight of small things
Invisible but true
The architects of who we are
Rarely have a clue
No statues stand in honour of them
No history books sing
Yet every heart is built upon
The weight of small things
[Outro]
So here's to all the names I've lost
And all the gifts they bring
The world is held together by
The weight of small things
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