Sarah, lifting off the ground
Sarah, barely touching down
Wheels like waves
don’t purge but roll away
Sarah, you like it that way

And when they ask you
to come home
you say, “There’s
no such thing”
and then you just roll away

Sarah, trust the camera lens
Sarah, you radiate and then
Love makes you again
see sculptures in cement
Sarah, you make good amends

When I tell you
to look up
you say, “That’s my
favorite way”
and then you just float away

Rolling stones
gather no one
Gravity is
on the run
You know the ropes that
hold your swing and
I understand tired wings
So hold your nose and
take the plunge
The cold is only temporary

Oh Sarah
Sarah, unlikely sorcerer
You’re the keeper of the word
Oh, my Sarah
My Sarah
You’re the storm inside the home
You’re a blanket in the cold
Oh, my Sarah

You’re a prism to look through
Sarah, I believe in you
You’re a prism to look through
Sarah, I believe in you
I believe in you...