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