[ti:The Portrait]
[ar:Amanda McBroom]
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[00:00.01]Amanda Mcbroom-the Portrait
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[00:11.10]There's a picture in a silver frame hanging dusty on my wall.
[00:22.25]And two people with their eyes the same holding daisies, I recall.
[00:32.80]And the baby in the sailor dress and the pigtails - that was me.
[00:42.93]And the other was my mother on our Easter by the sea.
[00:54.87]People tell me that I'm just like her and I wonder what they see.
[01:05.82]She was lady, lace and cameo, not the gypsy, that is me.
[01:15.72]She spent her evenings making poetry, I spend my nights making time.
[01:25.01]And I wonder, am I living partly her dreams, partly mine.
[01:33.92]What would she think of the too many men
[01:39.56]The lies I get lost in, again and again
[01:44.28]The tears in the morning, the booze and the blues in the night.
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[01:57.66]It's been years now since I've seen her face, heard her footsteps on the stair,
[02:09.39]but just lately in my dreams at night,
[02:14.73]I will call her and she's there
[02:19.32]looking pretty like she used to before time and tears tore her apart.And she tells me that she loves me then she leaves me in the dark.
[02:38.79]Mama don't leave me, Mama don't go.
[02:43.96]You know the answers to all I don't know.
[02:48.29]My dreams come up empty and my hearts lying dead on the floor.
[02:56.68]Mama don't leave me, Mama please stay.
[03:00.38]Mama I need you to show me the way.
[03:04.26]I'm lost and I'm lonely and I can't find my way anymore.
[03:16.17]Mama -- Mama