We're So Close To Home... lyrics - Dan Bull

In a space so great, we're so close to home

But we may as well be in another galaxy, we're so alone

But from tiny acorns, you can grow an oak

And if we don't go big then we won't go home

Well since I woke up, things have become a little different

Look close up, feel so blooming, insignificant

I never really sat and took a minute just to think

How minuscule I feel amid this funny world I'm stuck within

I'm merely miniature, diminutive and Lilliputian

No idea or hint or clue what's written for me in my future

Look what I've been reduced to, still unsure if I would stop it

Even if I could choose to, I've got used to being microscopic

Whether right or not, it might be what I'm choosing to do

Nature may be brutal, true, but it's beautiful too

It's up to you to decide just what you do with your life

Might not be human in size but you are human inside

You view the dandelions hanging high, blanketed in languid light

No language quite can describe such an astounding sight

At every size imaginable you're still bound to find

Countless grand designs of magnitude right down from ground to sky

In a space so great, we're so close to home

But we may as well be in another galaxy, we're so alone

But from tiny acorns, you can grow an oak

And if we don't go big then we won't go home

We're so close to home

But we may as well be in another galaxy, we're so alone

But from tiny acorns, you can grow an oak

And if we don't go big then we won't go home

No entomologist has known intimate knowledge like this

I've been to forests that could fit entirely into your fist

Spent time with tiny, tiny communities

That are far more organized, cohesive, and complete than human beings

Beneath your boots, unseen groups are busy doing things

Teeming teams of teeny troops you'd really refuse to believe

Moving through the leaves, subtle, slow, under your nose

The wonderful hustle and bustle rustling the undergrowth

To find it feels like shovel uncovered, sunken bone

Or realizing we're no more than grubs to hungry crows

Water is short, there surely won't be sudden abundant flows

Only dew drops in thunderous blows that come to flood your comfort zone

You've never understood or known of real hunger

Till you discover a mushroom and chew it, not sure if it'll kill you

Once you've consumed all your food, what do you think you're gonna do?

Nature may be beautiful, true, but it's brutal, too

In a space so great, we're so close to home

But we may as well be in another galaxy, we're so alone

But from tiny acorns, you can grow an oak

And if we don't go big then we won't go home

We're so close to home

But we may as well be in another galaxy, we're so alone

But from tiny acorns, you can grow an oak

And if we don't go big then we won't go home

Plump dew drops cling to the tall grass

Might as well be tree tops, seems so vast

Sun breathes through the leaves, inks shadows in the dust

That'll swell and bring the dusk in, shelter is a must

Because travelling is tough with the moon as your guide

Dappled, ashen, I'll entrust it to you to decide

Whether you run and hide or fight through the night

Might not be human in size but you're human inside

Summer's holding on tight, surely won't last long

When it's coming like pride, it'll forecast fall

It's just more tall grass, it'll all pass, sure

But'll be back and reborn, I mean that: a new dawn

In a space so great, we're so close to home

But we may as well be in another galaxy, we're so alone

But from tiny acorns, you can grow an oak

And if we don't go big then we won't go home

We're so close to home

But we may as well be in another galaxy, we're so alone

But from tiny acorns, you can grow an oak

And if we don't go big then we won't go home