What wants for nothing
And floats at the surface
Is a magnet for the current
And is pulled out to sea
What climbs a mountain
Searching for a trumpet
Finds stagnant air and
Dies unseen
I am who will love you
When your hair is white
Koi fish in the pond
Red, black, hello, goodbye
Who finds the center
Of a constellation
And holds that tension
Knows the wind
I am who will love you
When your hair is white
Koi fish in the pond
Red, black, hello, goodbye