mother
4TRAK Sessions
D. Pritchard
I stumbled through the city
On a cold winters morning
The night was old
The day was young
And my head was really hurting
Morning walkers pass me
And sheep in tailored suits
Til my feet stopped steppin’ in a garden park
In a neighbourhood I knew
I slump down on a bench
And gave myself a light
Lynchburg burning in my chest
And a thick fog on my mind
The setting got me thinking
Bout a time so long ago
When a boy and his mother just sitting together
On a crochet woollen throw
Memories like this
Stay with me for life
You can bet she hurt me once
But she forgave me twice
Put back the past where it belongs
And love your mother
She’s your only one
The second hand gonna lay me down
Deep within the clay
Time keeps ticking to the finish line
I guess time just slipped away
We got to meet on the common ground
Gonna meet her there today
Find that something in my heart that’s missing
That I lost along the way
Memories like this
Stay with me for life
You can bet she hurt me once
But she forgave me twice
Put back the past where it belongs
And love your mother
She’s your only one