From the recording Radio Soft and Low
Lyrics
All the little things, don’t know what they mean
Shiny little things, never what they seem
In a quite way, in a lonely place
Disappearing grace, gone without a trace.
Even in the cold light of day, when the night is done,
Shiny little things, left them one by one
And forgotten dreams, vanish in the sun.
Steel turns into rust, hate turns into dust
Gratitude and peace, it’s the same release.
Kindness every day, all along the way
All the simple things, sometimes can’t be seen.