A song about life and legacies... don't whisper softly the things that you want loudly to be.
Written by Tyler Stenson 2006. Recorded at 8 Ball Studio in Portland, OR.
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A song for Mary.
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It’s the end of the line
Your train rolled through the time.
Now, all your graces
And your legacies stand.
Don’t whisper softly the things
That you want loudly to be
-Be like a wave.
-Leave impressions in the sand.
Because that whistle stop is coming strong-
And big machines are hard to stop.
So, I’ll leave behind use to be’s
And in that horizon, we’ll leave to the dirt roads
Regret and Disdain.
Every sun is going to fade
But in the morning rays
I hear a songbird singing your name.
Where it stops I can’t say
But those warm summer days
Roll by like cars on a train.
And people everywhere
Are looking back
And end up crying on their hands and knees
Because its the end of the line.
Your train rolled through the time
So I’ll say goodbye to the people you know.
Don’t whisper softly the things
That you want loudly to be-
Oh my, how your legacy glows!
That whistle stop is coming strong-
It shows no signs of slowing down for this town.
That whistle stop is coming strong
And big machines are hard to stop.
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