Verse 1 She kept the names beneath the glass, Polished every plate by hand, Tendered roots for other lives She could never understand. In the final bed, no branches, Only earth untouched and small, Like a place reserved for someone Who had never come at all. Pre-Chorus Then a woman crossed the threshold With a winter-white parcel tied, Said, "I found this in an old house With a name you left behind." Chorus There's a glass acorn in my hand, Clear enough to see the years, All the lives I might have planted, All the truths I kept from here. I have changed my name for silence, I have dressed my fear as grace, But no door becomes a future When you vanish from your place. So I won't bury who I was, I won't disappear again. There's a glass acorn in my hand, And your name beneath my skin. Verse 2 They walked beneath the sleeping leaves, Past the cedar, past the vine, Past the plaques of sons returning, Past the daughters lost to time. Sera asked about the letters Never posted, never burned; About the cradle left behind her, And the road that never turned. Pre-Chorus Mara touched the sealed compartment, Felt the old glass catch the light. For the first time, she stopped choosing What was easier than right. Chorus There's a glass acorn in my hand, Clear enough to see the years, All the lives I might have planted, All the truths I kept from here. I have changed my name for silence, I have dressed my fear as grace, But no door becomes a future When you vanish from your place. So I won't bury who I was, I won't disappear again. There's a glass acorn in my hand, And your name beneath my skin. Bridge She broke the wax but not the glass, Unrolled the paper curled within. One small word in faded blue— The name she gave and never used. Sera said, "I did not come To punish where you've been. I only needed to discover Whether you would leave again." Final Chorus There's a glass acorn in your hand, Hold it gently to the sun. It was never made for burial; It was made to bring me home. I cannot mend the missing seasons, I cannot make the silence small, But I can say the name I gave you, I can answer when you call. So we'll leave the earth unbroken, Let the empty garden stand. There's a glass acorn between us, And no borrowed names again. Outro Two shadows crossed the limestone floor, Then passed beyond the open door.
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