Little gods

There are gods among us
It’s not as spooky as it sounds
The nuts, they’ve got it all wrong
And the parts about being all-powerful and immortal
Childish talk
There are gods enough for everyone
You just need to know where to look
When to listen
Where to go to find them

And I can listen to the same piece of music over and over again
I would rather hear this again and again
A repetition forever of a little god’s dance
Than listen to you and your nothing talk