In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Tuesday, January 21, 2020
accents
I miss hearing accents
though they sometimes make me sad
because they make me think
of all the relatives I had
in Southern California
aunts and uncles, family friends
and now that they've passed on
I'd like to hear them all again
with the pure vowels of Spanish
the way they rolled their r's
I'd hear them say adios
from the back seat of the car
and then we'd drive home
from where the journey had begun
mom and dad and four kids
north on highway 101
though I never learned the language well
my heart has it deep inside
come in this car of memories
it's time to take a ride
it hurts when it's all over
when the ones you love move on
and it's painful to remember them
when they've passed and gone
but that's where the beauty lives
when memories survive
don't deny a look inside yourself
to see they're still alive
though I never learned the language well
my heart has it deep inside
come in this car of memories
it's time to take a ride
I miss hearing accents
though they sometimes make me sad
because they make me think
of all the relatives I had
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