Lyrics
Marks on the wall- Written by Shannon Clark
All the years she broke her back and you can’t even stand to
watch her pass,
A room full of pictures of people who cared but no one sits in
that rocking chair
Who was there when you skinned that knee, tucked you in and kept
you clean, rub your legs when they would ache, you can’t do the
same?
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Sure, the doctor comes out once a week and her sister visits
from deer creek but only stays long enough to be seen if you
know what I mean
All Her life she took’em in, taking care and raising others
kids, never knew what it was to feel like this now that she’s
alone
What if she would have given up, moved away when things got
tough, marking the wall to see how tall doesn’t mean a thing?
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Bridge
she went from a farmhouse built in 53 to a one bedroom with no
scenery Is that all she meant to me?
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I want to raise a voice to arms, you can’t even die on your own
terms, it’s a waiting game to see who’s first to get what’s left
of me
What if she would have given up, moved away when things got
tough, marking the wall to see how tall doesn’t mean a thing?