Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Mam, I see your hands
Ash on your apron hem
Tea rings on the table
And the years you carried them
We stumbled hard at times
Words like stones in rain
Still your name is home to me
Even through the pain
[Pre-Chorus]
I was young and fierce
You were tired and proud
Two strong hearts in one old room
Both speaking too loud
[Chorus]
Oh, I still love you, Mam
Through every broken door
Oh, I still love you, Mam
More than I did before
Let the old hurt fall away
Let it go, let it go
Oh, I still love you, Mam
And I want you to know
[Verse 2]
You taught me how to stand
When the world went thin
How to sew a laugh back on
Where the tears wore in
I know I let you down
I know you lost your way
But I can see the girl in you
Behind the yesterday
[Pre-Chorus]
And if I was hard to hold
If my voice cut through
You were doing what you knew
The only way you knew
[Chorus]
Oh, I still love you, Mam
Through every broken door
Oh, I still love you, Mam
More than I did before
Let the old hurt fall away
Let it go, let it go
Oh, I still love you, Mam
And I want you to know
[Bridge]
Maybe we can meet there
Where the silence ends
No more keeping score of wounds
No more making bends
Just your tired, tender face
And my open hands
A daughter and her mother
Learning how to land
[Chorus]
Oh, I still love you, Mam
Through every broken door
Oh, I still love you, Mam
More than I did before
Let the old hurt fall away
Let it go, let it go
Oh, I still love you, Mam
And I want you to know
[Outro]
I want you to know
I still love you, Mam
Details
GeneratedJun 25, 2026
Duration4:54
LanguageEnglish
Style
Irish ballad with female vocals, gentle 6/8 lilt and supportive swing; verse opens on solo piano and low whistle, pre-chorus adds harp arpeggios and soft counter-melody, chorus blooms with multi-part harmonies and swelling crescendos. Bridge lifts to a near-whisper before the final refrain, then resolves wide and tender. Warm, airy mix with close-mic intimacy and luminous reverb, ballad, harp, uplifting, female vocals
Credits
Prompt by
Brigids_Hearth
Brigids_HearthModelAria v5.5
Prompt
A sweet, Irish ballad to my mother. We’ve had our difficulties, but I still love her. Piano, harp, whistle. multi-part harmonies and swelling crescendos. Uplifting and supporting. Female vocals
