On the door I heard a knock,
Late it was on the clock,
But outside the storm was falling,
And a man in worn shoes,
Forgot to pay all Her dues,
And perhaps I’ve already met him elsewhere,
And the stranger did confess,
“Tonight I’m your guess”,
And I guess everybody changes a while,
From somewhere, where She does lay,
(With) a tattered dress (yet) a flourished bouquet,
When even the wind delays to answer her own calling,
Of purest Life pouring within,
Fully released from man-made sin,
The first rainbow upraised from this very place ,
Then the stranger did confess,
“Tonight I’m your guess”,
And I guess everybody changes a while,
“Hear me now my warm friend,
For somewhere lies our end,
But you know everything lasts for a while”,
Then his eyes did dilate,
Upturning to find their fate,
And I swear that I could see them shining,
In a hill away from town,
He was lost, I was found,
And to think everybody changes a while.
