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The Damage is Done

I watched them on the corner with cheap shoes and bright eyes,
Trading dragons for a sandwich, building planets out of sand.
They don’t ask for reasons, they don’t keep telling endless lies,
When someone falls, the whole world stops to walk.

They speak in easy sentences, in honesty and dirt,
No armor on their shoulders, no lessons learned from hurt.

Little hands, big hearts, teach me how to start,
How to share the daylight, how to stitch the dark.
Simple rules, crooked lines, laughing through the scars —
If we learned to live like children, we could learn to live as one.
Little hands, big hearts, show me where to run.

They sit cross-legged on the pavement, they're laughing in the rain,
Names don’t come with borders, and tomorrow’s not a threat.
They forgive a little faster than we ever will again,
And keep a promise with the kind of faith we forget.

Their fights don’t last forever, their songs don’t need a stage,
They build a house of paper and invite you to step in.

Little hands, big hearts, teach me how to start,
How to share the daylight, how to stitch the dark.
Simple rules, crooked lines, laughing through the scars —
If we learned to live like children, we could learn to live as one.
Little hands, big hearts, show me where to run.

Drop your suitcase at the doorway, kick your shoes out in the hall,
Come back down to the kitchen floor where every stranger’s just a friend.
Let curiosity replace the answers we defend —
We’ll trade our thinking for a sandbox and a plan.

They hold on with both hands, then let go with a grin,
They don’t count who’s winning, they just love to begin.

Little hands, big hearts, teach me how to start,
How to share the daylight, how to stitch the dark.
Simple rules, crooked lines, laughing through the scars —
If we learned to live like children, we could learn to live as one.
Little hands, big hearts, lead us to the sun.

So pass the ball and pass the bread,
Say hello, forget the dread —
Little hands, big hearts, show us how to be human.

Track from the album "Canary In The Coalmine"

Canary In The Coalmine

Little Hands, Big Hearts

A warm, traditional Christmas ballad centered on shared meals, glowing firelight, and the quiet strength of family rituals. The lyrics lean into sensory detail—spices, snow, candlelit windows—to build a nostalgic winter scene. Beneath the festive imagery is a steady theme of continuity: year after year, the table becomes the anchor where love, memory, and togetherness settle in. The tone is gentle, melodic, and built for holiday playlists that want sincerity over spectacle.

The Magic Time of Year

Visionary COUNTRY – LE LUCCIOLE CANTANO is a soaring pop-country anthem built to shine bright and stay in your heart. Blending catchy melodies with bluegrass soul and powerful gospel-style choirs, this track feels like a celebration under a wide open sky, where fireflies turn the night into a sea of light.

Warm, joyful energy flows through every note, creating a legendary, feel-good HIT that invites you to sing along, clap your hands, and believe again. It’s a song about hope, unity, and those small glowing moments that guide us forward when the world goes dark.

✨ Where does this song take you, a country road, a summer night, or a moment of pure joy?
✨ Share your feeling in the comments and let the fireflies sing with you.

Note: The Canzoni.Del.Bosco channel creates custom, personalized songs.
For celebrations or business branding, contact: bosco.custom.songs@gmail.com

Visionary Country, LE LUCCIOLE CANTANO, Capella Edit

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