Everything Small Is Just a Small Version of Something Big lyrics

Summer, Linden County Park
Half the population beach-bound
Children doggedly swim
The maybe four-feet deep out the barrier allowed

But we haunt just a mile away
Tracing the faded white pant from a cross country track meet
When we come into an open field
I am reminded of summer camps spent as a Cub Scout

This is where they hid the "Golden Nuggets"
Rocks spray painted and scattered throughout the park
Like the San Francisco Gold Rush was in our backyard

I bent down, hands in the soil
And wondered how deep ten years would bury any unfound pieces
I think I almost expected to find one