In Death/In Memory by Tapestry Lyrics

Gripped by the itch of a memory
I carry you past the periphery
Right out of a frame, or a smell, or a taste, you show yourself
In mirrors and portals you've left behind
These lingering hands and a guiding light
Extending yourself, your good hands, your sweet eyes, your calm head, your deep mind
For these strings and your fruit and advice I thank you