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[Verse 1 – soft and steady]
The swing still creaks where she used to sit
With a book in her hand, or just watchin’ the kids
The flowerpots lean toward the evening sun
Like they know she’ll be back when the work is done
Her apron still hangs on the pantry door
And the rug by the bed still touches the floor
Where she knelt every night and taught us how
To talk to heaven when the world got loud
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[Chorus – warm, sacred, and strong]
The porch light stays on, though her voice is gone
It shines like the covenants we built life on
This house is more than wood and stone
It’s where the Spirit finds a home
The boys still run, and prayers still rise
And angels pass through quiet nights
It’s her love, and the Savior’s calm
So the porch light stays on
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[Verse 2 – storytelling with testimony]
We read the scriptures ‘round the kitchen table
Sing “Families Can Be Together Forever” when we’re able
Sometimes I find her notes tucked away
Little truths she left for darker days
There’s a painting of the temple in the front hall
With our sealing date written small
And I tell the boys, “That’s not the end —
That’s when forever really began.”
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[Chorus – fuller, like a family singing together]
The porch light stays on, though her chair’s been still
But her spirit moves through this house with will
This is a house the Lord has blessed
With sacred work and quiet rest
The boys still laugh, and we still sing
We kneel at night and feel her wings
It’s her love, and the Savior’s calm
So the porch light stays on
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[Bridge – soft, sacred, with string swell]
I tell them, “Momma didn’t leave…
She just went ahead of me
But this light is proof we still believe
In everything she taught us to be”
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[Final Chorus – lifted like a family anthem, but tender]
The porch light stays on, like the fire inside
That leads us home when the world gets wide
It shines with grace, it shines with truth
It lights the path she left for youth
The priesthood’s here, the Spirit speaks
Through Monday nights and Sunday weeks
And when we’re tired, when hope feels gone…
We remember: the porch light stays on
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[Outro – spoken gently, with the piano fading:]
“This house is her testimony… and I keep it burning.”
Details
GeneratedJun 7, 2025
Duration4:00
LanguageEnglish
Style
Soulful, warm, and rooted in reverence. Acoustic piano, subtle steel guitar, light gospel organ
Credits
Prompt byMisterV
ModelAria v4
