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Verse               She thinks of herself in a very small room

                        Flowing with whispers of truth

                        Holding them up like a crystalline bloom

                        Searching each one for a cue

Chorus            Good God, tiny circumstance

                        Good God, rich inheritance

Verse               Each crystalline whisper unfolds in her hand

                        Willing to give up its truth

                        She closes her eyes and her essence expands

                        Gathering longing anew

Chorus            Good God, tiny circumstance

                        Good God, rich inheritance

Bridge             Seize her little life, shake it for some truth

                        Gather up the gold, hammer ‘til it’s smooth

                        You can catch the sun, shine it where you choose

                        Such a little life, illuminates what’s true

Verse               Galloping poetry flows from her soul

                        Crashing through every untruth

                        Curative words that fill every hole

                        Audacity flowing anew

Chorus            Good God, tiny circumstance

                        Good God, rich inheritance

Chorus            Good God, tiny circumstance

                        Good God, rich inheritance

Words & Music © 2019 Martha Groves Perry