Interlude: Grains

I am grateful that you never cease to amaze me the way you love me

From the flicker of an eyelash to the furthest star

From the pyramids to the beat of my heart

From a woman in Somalia to a child in Harlem

We're created from the same things

I'm grateful that you created me from the same grains from the same things

I'm grateful that you never cease to amaze me the way you loved me