Tiny, Little - Tub Ring

When the sun sets in the evening

And you’ve still more mouths to feed

You may find yourself with a basket of bread

A tiny little piece is all you need

When your journey’s blocked by water

And you pass without getting wet

You may ask yourself, «What's the meaning of it all?»

A tiny little shrug is all you get

On your quest for information

Bring along the tools you need

If you find yourself staring blankly at a screen

A tiny little chip is what you need

When your nation’s steeped in sorrow

And your pundits are having a fit

You’ll redeem yourself at the end of everything

A tiny little atom’s all you split