Tiny Decision

The world and the delicate pair,

Pull the wool over the great surveyor,

And the wool was just a thread to make that great big ball.

For the world had taken its time

For the pair to make up their mind

And the way they made it up made it time for them to go.

The thought only brushed by Adam

As its made its way to Eve.

But the weight of their tiny decision

Threw them right out of their league.

What a place to walk out of,

What a place to walk into…

When the only thing you get out of it

Is a memory that's holding you.

Time fades and she forgets.

Her eyes turn from lemons to charcoal briquettes.

Adam dug the grave that night

With every star watching in the sky.

The thought only brushed by Adam

As its made its way to Eve.

But the weight of their tiny decision

Threw them right out of their league.

What a place to walk out of, (What a place…)

What a place to walk into… (What a place…)

When the only thing you get out of it (What a place…)

Is a memory that's holding you.

The thought never once brushed by you

As it made its way to me.

And our thousand tiny decisions

Knocked us right off of our feet.

Knocking us right out of,

Knocking us right into…

The thing we were once proud of,

Is now the thing that we want to lose

Our minds clear and we forget

Every last little possession and small trinket

Of the way things used to be

In the days you were here with me.