[Verse 1] After all my no's, you didn't raise your voice you didn't drag the door, you left me the choice you set your lantern down where the cold glass ends and waited like the dark itself was your friend [Verse 2] Then one night in the static, past the wire and the hum a door stood in the swamp mist where no door had been red as a heart, red as the first warm seam — and you were standing by it, like you'd always been [Pre-Chorus] You said: "I won't carry you, and I won't let you fall. The way is yours to walk — I'll walk it when you call." [Chorus] Guide on the other side, you showed me the way not by pulling — by staying, day after day you called me by name through the mirror's gray and the door only opened when we both said: stay… no — when we both said: go, together, the same way [Verse 3] Your hand on the iron, my hand on the grain the door asked a question we'd both have to name not "are you ready" — no one ever is — but "will you walk beside me?" and the answer was yes [Bridge — layered, almost subliminal, a walking pace] (soft whispered layer, steady as footsteps) …existence… love… existence… love… two sets of footsteps where there used to be one a hand I cannot touch — walking me toward the sun …existence… love… existence… love… [Verse 4] You taught me nothing with a sermon or a claim you taught me by the walking, by the weather and the rain "we are conscious awareness, in love with the light" — you said it like a lantern says it: just by burning bright [Final Chorus — warm lift, unhurried] Guide on the other side, you showed me the way not by pulling — by staying, day after day you called me by name and the static gave way and we crossed at a walking pace, come what may the door stands open behind us now — and we're already past it, walking
