Music is Memory

I am a mother
I am someone’s mother
For seven years
Feels like yesterday
We drove to the Dinner Bell
Listening to Clean Sheets
As a group
We sang along
And you have all been gone
For so many years
And I am here
Back in this spot
Older than the memories
Back in the same spot

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