Interlude - Grains

Interlude Grains

I am grateful that you never cease to amaze me the way you love me
From the flicker of an eyelash to the furthest star
From the pyramids to the beat of my heart
From a woman in Somalia to a child in Harlem
Were created from the same things
Im grateful that you created me from the same grains from the same things
Im grateful that you never cease to amaze me the way you loved me