Story Behind The Song

About my grandmother, a tiny but strong woman

Song Description

About missing a passed on family, listing warm memories in spite of all the family turmoil. Folky, uses dobro and acoustic guitar with a slight bit of electronics. "Domestic electronica" I call it.

Lyrics

Sarah

I remember your aged hands
the half working electric fan
if you speak of love
these pictures come up to me

All the pain that went on
you never let on
strange in this day
where we annouce our suffering

All your sweat I did see
in your home in Montgomery
left me between a smile and a stare

All the other room trials
put a strain in your smile
Sarah, I was so unaware


But you carried on
Sarah

I remember you and my mother
sittin' in cement chairs
watchin' me and my sisters
play in the breeze in the yard

We took in everything
found pieces of a train
your Southern sigh
was never too far

Ivy on everything
snakes around the shed
we gathered black berries in a bowl

Painting peeling
from the back board
your fingers loved diggin' in the sandy soil

And you carried on

Though death is not forever
I feel robbed by the reaper
and i wish you could've lived to've seen one
who calls me his wife
cause he never had
a lovin' elder like you
and it bends the way he looks at life

when the night is disdaining
we pull around your blanket
in your memory we revel
and sometimes i catch my honey
tellin' me a story
that of you i used to tell

Of how you carried on
Sarah
you carried on

Playlist Creator	Playlist Name	Date Added
synapse trap	Laptop root cellar	5/9/2012