Dawud Wharnsby-'The Everything Song..'

I'm gonna take my bicycle and ride out to a field
and play under the sky with the mosquitoes and the birds.
We can play together, you can come with me.
Have you ever had a picnic sitting high up in a tree?

Every single blade of grass
And every day and month that pass
and every colored leaf that decorates the fall.
Every flake of snow is different,
every place you go is different,
everyone you know is different,
that's the beauty of it all.

There are a million picture puzzle pieces in the passing clouds
we can contemplate and dream upon the beauty of the signs.
I like to lay down with my head upon the grass,
laughing with the moon and winking back at stars that pass.

Every single star you see
and every rock within the sea
and every drop of rain that you've ever felt fall.
Every flake of snow is different,
every place you go is different,
everyone you know is different,
that's the beauty of it all.

Every print on every finger of each human on the earth
is different from each other finger print since the start of time.
Nadia speaks with her hands not a sound comes from her lips,
Abdullah doesn't use his eyes, reads with his finger tips.

Every face and you and me,
and every stripe on every bee,
every creature that you see swim, fly run or crawl,
every flake of snow is different,
every place you go is different, everyone you know is different
that's the beauty of it all.