Mali's Day

I was in a field near Maitland, just wading through this rain and I'm feeling about as ragged as my jeans Mali went home to lay down just before this rain started spinning this old man's mind back into a dream so I pulled my wood flute from my dirty red bandanna and played it softly as I learned to sing the blues didn't hear the words or see the lies just held Mali's hand in mine We must have sung every song this grand-pa knew Dreaming is just another word for nothing left to lose Nothing means everything because this life it ain't free And feeling good was so easy, Lord, Till I sang the blues In real life feeling good was good enough for me From her fast track to play time, she loved laying in the sun That's where we could discuss the secrets in our souls Through clear and stormy weather, arguments and the fun Yeah, this blue eyed baby girl kept grampa from the cold On a clear day near Amplatz, Lord, I felt her slip away You knew she went to look for her Big Bro, I know Liam found her I'd gladly trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday If I could be holding that precious Mali on my knee To remember is yet another word in this life some must lose Dreams, hope and deep faith that's what Mali left me Speak often to all who cross and you will realize who is free Learning this together was good enough for me and Mali McGee