[Verse 1] You laid the black card by the kitchen sink Beside the chipped blue cup you never drink A white horse crossed the field beyond the fence The old gate swung without a sound or sense [Pre-Chorus] You called it doom, I called it done A coat outgrown beneath the sun [Chorus] Death is not the hand that takes your name It’s the last leaf loosening from the frame Let the worn-out season fall away There’s a door where the roots break clay [Verse 2] The orchard keeps the shape of every limb Though winter takes the color from the rim You packed his letters in a grocery sack Then walked the long road without looking back [Pre-Chorus] No bell rang out, no heavens split Just one deep breath, and space for it [Chorus] Death is not the hand that takes your name It’s the last leaf loosening from the frame Let the worn-out season fall away There’s a door where the roots break clay [Instrumental Solo: blues guitar and psychedelic organ] [Bridge] What ends can feed what hasn’t grown The seed keeps time beneath the stone You don’t have to bless the closing gate Just leave the key, and don’t call it fate [Final Chorus] Death is not the hand that takes your name It’s the last leaf loosening from the frame Let the worn-out season fall away There’s a door where the roots break clay There’s a door where the roots break clay [Outro] The field lies bare, the soil stays warm A quiet start beneath the storm


