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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
The smell of biscuits still lingers,
On Sunday mornings, in my mind.
Her apron tied, her soft hands working,
Turning moments into time.
She hummed old hymns by the window,
Her voice a balm, sweet and kind.
[Chorus]
Mama’s hands, they held me steady,
Through storms I didn’t understand.
Now I’m reaching, but they’re not ready,
To pull me back where I began.
Mama’s hands, they’re gone, they’re gone.
[Verse 2]
Her chair sits empty by the garden,
The one she planted every spring.
The roses bloom but can’t replace her,
No petal heals the ache they bring.
The porch light’s off, the house feels hollow,
And I’m left with this song to sing.
[Pre-Chorus]
The doctor’s words fell heavy,
Like rain that wouldn’t end.
[Chorus]
Mama’s hands, they held me steady,
Through storms I didn’t understand.
Now I’m reaching, but they’re not ready,
To pull me back where I began.
Mama’s hands, they’re gone, they’re gone.
[Bridge]
She said, “Son, don’t you worry,
I’ll be the breeze on your face.
The sunlight through your window,
The love you can’t replace.”
Details
GeneratedNov 14, 2025
Duration3:09
LanguageEnglish
Style
acoustic, melodic, gentle fiddle harmonies, country, and soft upright bass creating an intimate and reflective atmosphere, male vocals; a heartfelt ballad with fingerpicked guitar
Credits
Prompt byalawso23
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A country song about losing your mom to cancer, male
