Empty Spaces

I crawled through empty spaces Because I wished to find My way back through the memories That seem so hard to find The corridors where all empty The rooms were full of smoke Sometimes the things we do to ourselves Quite simply is no joke I stumbled upon a memory Came upon it just by chance I almost let it slip right by Without a second glance There I was a little boy In my Moms cafe She waited tables 15 years Hardly missed a day She showed me off to all her friends My blue eyes and my curls They all agreed when I got older Better watch out for the girls Thats my second to last memory Next day the Kern River took her life When I hear Merle Haggard sing that song The words cut me like a knife I crawled through empty spaces Because I wished to find A happy memory of my mother To treasure in my mind © 2007 Michael Jordan All Rights Reserved