Legacy

Time was ripe for doctors getting rich off addictions
Married life in houses steeped in traditions
The lone artist emerges
Painting words with memories
The guitar and songs became her only legacy

What would she leave behind
What could she offer
Her gift was making emotional melodies
Can an aging songstress cure mankind's disease

Seasons pass with loved ones gone
A grief she holds onto
Writing songs heals deep wounds
Whose blood empties into
Her life by all accounts looks good from the outside
She hides from her truth she holds onto inside

What would she leave behind
What can she offer
Her gift was making emotional melodies
Can an aging songstress cure mankind's disease



Credits
Writer(s): Lisa Sanders
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