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 Legacy

 
Written November 27-29, 2001. Instrumentation: Jazz guitar, concert piano, acoustic bass, percussion, vocals, strings.
Words and music copyright 2001 by Ty Davison. All rights reserved.

Legacy [3:30 / 4 MB MP3]

All the gifts we receive
And the results they never see
Father to Son, the line carries on
Moving through history

Her picture sits above the keys
Where she looks over me
You'll believe what you want to believe
But I say angels exist in this reality

...

She's buried upon a hill
We go and visit her still
A small attempt to repay
Everything she's built and given away

...

She is a part of me
More than just the memories
Now I realize
I am her legacy

Legacy


NOTES
Norma Davison (1913-2000)

 

 

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