[Poem]
Take one pint of water, add a half pound of sugar, the juice of eight lemons the zest of half lemon
Pour the water from one jug, then into the other, several times
Strain through a clean napkin
Grandmother, the alchemist
You spun gold out of this hard life
Conjured beauty from the things left behind
Found healing where it did not live
Discovered the antidote in your own kitchen
Broke the curse with your own two hands
You passed these instructions down to your daughter
Who then passed it down to her daughter
My grandma said, nothing real can be threatened
True love breathes salvation back into me
With every tear came redemption
And my torturer became my remedy
(I love...)
So we're gonna heal, we're gonna start again. You've brought the orchestra
Synchronized swimmers, you are the magician. Pull me back together again the way you cut me in half
Make the woman in doubt disappear
Pull the sorrow from between my legs like silk, knot after knot after knot
The audience applauds but we can't hear them