

She keeps their photographs upon the sill
With names engraved in silver,
dust and time
First was her partner on the windy hill
She placed a seed inside the clay and lime (mmm-hmmm)
I planted light where grief had grown
A golden shield against the dark alone
Now every petal holds a name
Under the summer sun we
shine the same
Then came the neighbor who had passed in spring
And then the baker with the gentle hands
Year after year she heard the summer sing
Until the gold took over all her lands (yeah)
And now the town has made a path to
walk
They bring their photos and they gently talk
A sea of yellow beneath the sky
Where tears are wiped and memories never
die
I planted light where grief had grown A golden shield against the
dark
alone
Now every petal holds a name
Under the summer sun we shine the same We shine the same
(ooh-ooh-ooh) Where light has grown