07 — SOMETHING GREEN IN ME Voice: Hildegard of Bingen, imagined through living vitality [Style: Chamber folk and porch gospel; female lead, cello, fingerpicked guitar, organ, blooming choir. 78 BPM, G major.] [Verse 1] Between the clinic and the car park, Through a crack in poured concrete, There was something small and growing Where a thousand tires meet. I had spent the morning counting All the things my body lacked. Then that little leaf reminded me To bring my whole self back. [Chorus] There is something green in me, Something reaching for the day. Give it water, give it welcome, Give it room to find its way. I am tired, I am living, Both can tell the truth of me. Even here beneath the weather, There is something green in me. [Verse 2] There’s a woman stacking groceries With a song beneath her breath. There’s a nurse beside a window Taking one small moment’s rest. Bring the bread and bring the music, Bring the care that bodies need. No one flourishes on praise alone; There are hungry mouths to feed. [Bridge] Let the doctor do her healing, Let the garden have its rain. Let us make a life together With some shelter from the strain. [Final chorus — repeat; choir blooms] [Outro] Through the crack, A leaf.
