You could feel like a nothing
if you wake up and to work you crawl
and you could feel like a nothing
if other people were ten feet tall
And if ten were a hundred,
yeah! you could worry 'til your face turns blue
And if ten were a hundred,
yeah! you would have to think of things to do
So you're worried that you haven't grown
well, kid you ain't so alone,
everybody's not that important to lay dormant
1, 2,3 get known
If you're worried that you haven't grown,
at least you're not like an ant,
you can go into cars and drive them
or do dives in swimming pools
but they can't kill the ant, kill the ant
Well I know you've been tryin'
to get big and good and such,
but if you're lost in your sweater
then you would know that it's a little much
And if everyone around you
turns into a giant you would talk to loud
And if everyone around
turns into a giant you would have to shout
to be heard out loud
Underground the ants will build their cities up,
underground but you could flood them with a cup
and they carry big fat leaves upon their backs
industrious to the max!
credits
from The Tapir EP,
track released April 1, 2010
Betterley/Summers
Stark, folk-derived songs built on brittle acoustic guitars that conjure the image of a fire burning in the distance on a dark night. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 8, 2022