[Verse]
I knew it was you
By the way you leaned forward in the garden
And said, "How beautiful"
Your brow luminous, your eyes shining
The signature spiral on the back of your head
Entwining with the roses and the stairway
What has caused this change?
The fruit of your labor
The eye of the hurricane moving up from the firmament
And through your stance against darkness
Your jaw firm and relaxed
Spirit as music coursing through your veins
Separating the vertebrae in your spine
I will never forget your kindness
Your invitation to be well