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My mother sang the sweetest melody
although she never sang in a musical key
I'd hear her through the house
My name called out loud
My mother sang the sweetest melody
My mother's hands were always cool and soft
And like her eyes they would caress with every touch
She would listen to my chatter
as if every word I spoke mattered
She'd hold me close and whisper in my ear
She'd say, "girl you are a part of me
I have made you strong
when you grow up and are on your own
remember to win them with your song"
My father sang in perfect harmony
And though he never sang in a musical key
You could hear him when he'd enter the house
the kiss he'd give my Ma
My father sang in perfect harmony
My father's words were always sure and clear
and like his presence they would rid me of my fears
When I crawled up on his knees
I was safe as I could be
He'd hold me tight and whisper in my ear
He'd say, "girl you are a part of me
I have made you strong
when you grow up and are on your own
remember to win them with your song"
My mother sang in perfect harmony
although she never sang in a musical key
although she never sang in a musical key
I'd hear her through the house
My name called out loud
My mother sang the sweetest melody
And like her eyes they would caress with every touch
She would listen to my chatter
as if every word I spoke mattered
She'd hold me close and whisper in my ear
I have made you strong
when you grow up and are on your own
remember to win them with your song"
And though he never sang in a musical key
You could hear him when he'd enter the house
the kiss he'd give my Ma
My father sang in perfect harmony
and like his presence they would rid me of my fears
When I crawled up on his knees
I was safe as I could be
He'd hold me tight and whisper in my ear
I have made you strong
when you grow up and are on your own
remember to win them with your song"
although she never sang in a musical key
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Some poetry describes a perfect ideal, and does it perfectly. This is a shining example. And, to top it all off, it's expertly sung by Margo Timmins. Her soft, exquisite voice expresses the thought perfectly... when I hear her sing that very last line it sounds like the voice of an angel. For a brief second or two, I am actually in heaven. One of my favourite Junkies tracks.