From the recording Record (for Mom)

Lyrics

Record  (For Mom)
Each day’s the longest I’ve gone
without hearing your voice
or your songs.
Some nights I hear you whisper
in a willow bough,
and I know that you’re with me
right now.
Sitting on the piano bench next to you,
singing “Wichita Lineman”,
watching what your fingers do.
Your hands flow across the keys
like a mountain stream,
and chords ring on the air
like silver beads.
I dreamed I walked on silver snow
and you were next to me,
I know.
You once said to me
“I will never leave you.”
I look at my hands and see
it’s true.