Lyrics
she has no recollection of the world and why it spins,
she grins as she walks away, never wishin'
to be missin' what most endear, but fear so clear,
in the rear she hears past, pain, and (get outta here)
its not her peers, its what she endured thru tha years,
been wantin' to shut them doors, but it always appears,
open, scopin' the future, but never too sure,
of what may come, but if she stumbles,
she knows she fights for, the glory, to retell her story,
relive them days thru her all grandchildren
and just to hear them say, how her love fills them,
if she died on a bed of roses, all the supposed
failures are washed clean, where a new plant grows and,
blooms beautiful, vibrant, and if it should snow,
the red will glow thru the white layers, never the faintest,
lived her life the fullest, now shes on vacation,
shes on her on now, 18 in this world,
moved outta the house, says she not a little girl,
so she supports herself, shes not doing too well,
the days are long and nights are boring as hell,
called momma from a payphone, said id enjoy some help,
dialtone comenses, she never really helped
not a cash dispenser, phrase always dealt,
she never felt anger towards mother or strangers,
everyday captured, and she wants to repay her,
for everything shes done, and being a good neighbor,
slavin' over the stove, and helping her grow,
without materials this girl already knows,
its the love in your heart that helps you gettalong,
its the hummin' in ya soul that helps you sing a song,
its the smile on ya face as you start to say,
i love you mom, on every mothers day,
