Lyrics
Did you ever imagine
Reflecting on the possibility of imagining certain events or situations.
All the people in the street lined up
Observing a gathering of people in the street.
These kinda things don't happen
Expressing disbelief or surprise about unexpected occurrences.
To people like us
Feeling that extraordinary things usually don't happen to ordinary people.
Did you witness the chaos
Questioning whether one witnessed a moment of disorder or confusion.
How the world broke down and cried
Reflecting on a moment when the world seemed to break down, causing emotional distress.
They were there when the sky dropped
Noting the presence of others during a significant event, possibly a crisis.
But you never got to say goodbye
Expressing regret for not having the opportunity to bid farewell.
When the lights went down, the crowd went wild
Describing a moment when lights dimmed, and the crowd reacted with enthusiasm.
They only saw the show, but not your child
Highlighting the public's focus on the performance rather than the artist's personal life.
And when it's all beginning, you don't think about the end
Reflecting on the early stages of fame, where the end is not a consideration.
Or what it's like to be the mother of the boy in the band
Exploring the emotional experience of being the mother of a musician.
Only a few that remember
Noting that only a few people recall the intimate moments with the artist.
What it was like to hold his hand
Reminiscing about the profound connection of holding the artist's hand.
Now every December
Highlighting the significance of memories, especially around December.
A few more forget, but you can't
Emphasizing the enduring nature of a mother's memory despite others forgetting.
'Cause love's like a river
Comparing love to a river, implying its continuous flow and depth.
But they'll never know
Acknowledging that others may not truly understand the artist's early years.
The boy who was little
Referencing the artist's childhood, portraying a journey back to one's roots.
Will lead you back home
Stating that the artist, once a child, will guide back to a sense of home.
He'll lead you back home
Reiterating the idea that the artist, now grown, remains a source of guidance.
When the lights went down, the crowd went wild
Recalling a moment when the audience focused on the performance rather than the artist's personal life.
They only saw the show, but not your child
Repeating the notion that the public sees the show but not the artist's personal side.
And when it's all beginning, you don't think about the end
Reflecting on the beginning of the artist's journey and the lack of consideration for its eventual end.
Or what it's like to be the mother of the boy in the band
Reiterating the emotional experience of being the mother of a musician.
Or what it's like to be the mother of the boy in the band
Further emphasizing the unique perspective of being the mother of a musician.
Or what it's like to be the mother of the boy in the band
Continuing to highlight the distinct role and emotions of a mother in this context.
Father McKenzie stood by and prayed
Introducing Father McKenzie, possibly representing a figure of support or reflection.
What once was a legend's now just a name
Noting the transformation of a legend into a mere name, possibly commenting on the fleeting nature of fame.
The one that you gave
Referencing a name given, suggesting a sense of identity tied to the artist.
When the lights went down, the crowd went wild
Recalling a moment of excitement from the audience when the lights dimmed.
They only saw the show, but not your child
Repeating the idea that the crowd sees the spectacle but not the personal side of the artist.
And when it's all beginning, you don't think about the end
Reflecting on the early stages of fame and the lack of consideration for its eventual end.
Or what it's like to be the mother of the boy in the band
Reiterating the emotional experience of being the mother of a musician.
Or what it's like to be the mother of the boy in the band
Further emphasizing the unique perspective of being the mother of a musician.
Or what it's like to be the mother of the boy in the band
Continuing to highlight the distinct role and emotions of a mother in this context.
Or what it's like to be the mother of the boy in the band
Reiterating the emotional experience and role of being the mother of a musician.
Did you ever imagine all the people in the street lined up
Closing with a reflection on the unexpected nature of a crowd gathering in the street.
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