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Broken Glass
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We lose friends and family to this disease, but in our hearts they live as who they were.
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My first real appreciation for music hit me the first time I saw the Beatles on the Ed Sullivan show. The emotion and enthusiasm of the audience on that small black and white screen was a real eye opener for me. I began writing songs a few years later as a teenager and decided to teach myself to play guitar. What better way to impress girls, right? As I matured as a writer it was my love for a good story song that morphed me into a country songwriter. I enjoy reading articles about other songwriters, and one of my biggest influences was a Johnny Cash quote that said he used the "KISS" method of writing. An acronym for "Keep It Simple Stupid", and I thought that sounded pretty easy. Was I ever WRONG! I have learned that creating a song that comes across as conversational and uncomplicated was not as easy as it sounded. After several years of writing, and many stacks of spiral bound notebooks, I slowly turned into a better writer as I learned to draw from life's experiences. My dad was a career military man, and I was born on an Army base in Augusta, Georgia. Growing up I spent summers on my grandparents farm in Louisiana, and so I am forever filled with a deep love for the south. My family and I live in the Flint Hills of Kansas. This site contains a portion of my catalog which is pitched daily in Nashville. Please feel free to contact me or my agent in Nashville: Dallas Gregory Song Rocket Music Nashville, TN Thanks for visiting and listening. All My Best, Marvin
Song Info
Charts
Peak #2
Peak in subgenre #1
Author
Marvin Adcock
Rights
2016
Uploaded
October 12, 2017
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MP3
MP3 4.3 MB 160 kbps 3:44
Story behind the song
I struggled with this song more than any other song I have ever written. I wanted it to truthfully depict the sadness, but also the love.
Lyrics
BROKEN GLASS They’ve shared a life he can’t remember They’ve shared a life she can’t forget She’s the stranger in the mirror Who combs his hair and helps him dress They started young raisin’ a family Seldom took time for themselves Had a closeness most can only dream Through rich or poor, sickness and health Before his memory of their history Was shattered like a mirror into pieces of their past Like broken glass He used to joke “I don’t remember squat” She’d just say “You work too hard” Now lost among his scattered thoughts He still holds her in his arms Before his memory of their history Was shattered like a mirror into pieces of their past Like broken glass He’ll always be - the husband that she loves She’ll always see - the father that he was Before his memory of their history Was shattered like a mirror into pieces of their past Like broken glass
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