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god bless the small - the celestial parlour orchestra lyrics

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*she counts the bus fare, folds the crease,*
*a coin a psalm for the peace we lease.*

*god bless the small, the almost*seen,*
*the hands that hold what could’ve been.*
*god bless the cracks where the light gets thin—*
*we’re saints of the almost, the might’ve, the been.*

*he mops the floor where the boss won’t tread,*
*swears the stain’s a map of the lives we shed.*

*god bless the small, the almost*seen,*
*the hands that hold what could’ve been.*
*god bless the cracks where the light gets thin—*
*we’re saints of the almost, the might’ve, the been.*

*the world’s built on backs that don’t bend,*
*but the spine knows truths the heart won’t mend.*

*god bless the small, the almost*seen,*
*the hands that hold what could’ve been.*
*god bless the cracks where the light gets thin—*
*we’re saints of the almost, the might’ve, the been.*

- the celestial parlour orchestra lyrics

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