Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Dont forget to remember me

"Don't Forget To Remember Me"

18 years have come and gone
For momma they flew by
But for me they just drug on and on
We were loading up that Chevy
Both tryin' not to cry
Momma kept on talking
Putting off good-bye
Then she took my hand and said
'Baby don't forget
Before you hit the highway
You better stop for gas
There's a 50 in the ashtray
In case you run short on cash
Here's a map and here's a Bible
If you ever lose your way
Just one more thing before you leave
Don't forget to remember me'

This downtown apartment sure makes me miss home
And those bills there on the counter
Keep telling me I'm on my own
And just like every Sunday
I called momma up last night
And even when it's not,
I tell her everything's alright
Before we hung up I said
'Hey momma, don't forget
to tell my baby sister
I'll see her in the fall
And tell mee-ma that I miss her
Yeah, I should give her a call
And make sure you tell Daddy
that I'm still his little girl
Yeah, I still feel like I'm where I'm supposed to be
Don't forget to remember me'

Tonight I find myself kneeling by the bed to pray
I haven't done this in a while
So I don't know what to say
but'Lord I feel so small sometimes
in this big ol' place
Yeah, I know there are more important things,
But don't forget to remember me
~
I would like to think every kid who's been away from home can relate to this.....coming home late at night and realizing you're all alone in a foreign country, telling your parents what you think they need to hear even if it's not always true.....clinging on to every single childhood memory you have in a desperate attempt to convince yourself that nothing's changed because deep down you know that when you do get to go back things will be different ... and you will feel like a stranger in your own home.

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