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Photographs and old forty-fives

Stowed beneath a homecoming gown

Pictures of me at sweet sixteen

But everything’s not as it seems

In my mother’s house

When I go home for holidays

There’s so much to talk about

And sometimes we disagree

On politics and theology

In my mother’s house

The chimes in the hall sound every hour

The sun and moon go 'round

Time flies by and fades like the flower

And I can’t slow it down

I spend my days with music and words

Playing these songs from town to town

And everyone sees what they want to see

But I’m just the girl who used to sing

In my mother’s house

I am a prodigal daughter

But in my wandering I have found

There is a wideness in mercy

And there’ll always be a place for me

In my mother’s house

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