Verse 1 I set a grain of rice down, so soft, so still A tiny back begins to push against the sky Too small to carry it alone heave-ho, heave-ho and somehow, without knowing, it becomes a road “Who decided this?” The wind just laughs Pre-Chorus No voice is heard no order given and still the world shifts, just a little Chorus Place one question inside a single view and quietly, the world opens up a door Ants become a swarm a swarm becomes a wisdom wisdom becomes a city a city becomes an age One small grain of rice reflects the whole earth ⸻ Verse 2 “Is it only ants, I wonder?” Toss a question up into the sky fish reshape their schools birds draw the open air A forest isn’t roots alone fungi are stitching the soil together promises with no name are weaving the whole world ⸻ Bridge “What about us, then?” Spring fills the open square someone’s voice becomes someone’s courage someone’s hope “What about a metronome?” Scattered heartbeats start listening to the one beside them tick, tick, falling into time “Then what about a married pair?” Even silence turning, turning through the seasons breath by breath, begins to meet ⸻ Final Chorus From the moment one grain of rice was placed a story turned into a science science turns to society society turns to love and love connects again toward tomorrow’s view I won’t go looking for an answer Maybe the world just wears the same shape spinning round, changing its name and keeps on living So today, too I carry a question inside the view The journey that begins with one small grain of rice still isn’t over yet
