[Verse 1]
Mom and Dad, I came by today,
The grass was high around the stones.
My brother laughed at something small,
Then nobody talked for long.
I kept thinking I might hear you
In the wind through the cemetery pines,
Like you’d call me back for one more minute,
Like somehow I had arrived on time.
I traced your names with careful fingers,
Read the years and stood there still.
So much of love feels almost silent,
Like something moving underneath your will.
The clouds rolled low beyond the hillside,
Birds kept crossing over head,
And for a second all the distance
Felt thinner than the living and the dead.
[Verse 2]
I miss your ordinary kindness—
Coffee cups, porch light, Sunday clothes.
All the ways you held a family
No one notices till it goes.
The way Dad hummed while fixing something,
The way Mom knew when hearts were sore,
Small mercies I took for granted
Now feel like sacred things and more.
They say heaven’s full of beauty,
And I believe that must be true,
But some part of me still reaches backward
Looking for the shape of you.
Sometimes grief is soft as weather,
Sometimes it arrives like winter wind,
But underneath it runs the old love
Teaching me how to begin again.
[Chorus]
And your love runs under everything,
Even where the ground feels split.
I may wander far from where you are,
But I carry where you planted it.
We may stumble, we may lose our way,
We may not always make sense of it—
But your love runs under everything,
And we are living in the roots of it.
[Verse 3]
I’m moving soon across the country,
Packing boxes, giving things away.
It feels strange to leave this close behind me,
Like stepping out of something safe.
The roads are long and full of changes,
And I’d be lying if I said I’m not scared,
But every brave thing I have ever carried
Started in the way you cared.
Love was never pinned to places,
Never buried in a piece of land.
It lives in how we hold each other,
In what we build with open hands.
And me and my brother, my sister too,
We’ll probably make a mess of it—
But we listened more than you imagined,
And we’re living with the best of it.
[Bridge]
So if you hear us where you are now,
Know we’re trying, flawed but true.
Still leaning on what you taught us,
Still finding roads that lead through.
And if I leave this town behind me,
I won’t be leaving what made me whole—
Because what you planted wasn’t only love,
It was courage living in the soul.
[Final Chorus]
Your love runs under everything,
Through every break and every drift.
And if I make it through this moving,
It’ll be because you planted it.
Through every mile and every memory,
Through every fear I’m walking with—
Your love runs under everything…
And I am growing where you planted it.
ElCeviche
