Patty Griffin
Patty Griffin
Patty Griffin
Patty Griffin
Patty Griffin
Patty Griffin
Patty Griffin
Patty Griffin
Patty Griffin
Patty Griffin
Patty Griffin
Patty Griffin
Patty Griffin
Griffin wrote this song about her mother, who had seven children in seven years and kept her sanity, Griffin says, by singing every waking moment of her life.
This song reflects on those moments, how special her mother was to her, and how strongly she associates her with her singing.
There's a place deep in the woods that I remember
Melting snow was falling from the trees
Before we even knew there was December
Silence only broken by the breeze
When the world was only you and your warm arms
I'd look for you, you were the favorite one
Your yesterdays poured into my tomorrows
And the songs you made were made of the sun
And the songs you made were made of the sun
You said everywhere you look the world is changing
Everywhere the water's closing in
Something deeper still is always rearranging
Something's lost, something new begins
When I dream of you we're sitting near the window
Laughing, bathing in a winter sun
If I had to choose one moment forever
My friend, I tell you that would be the one
Made of the Sun was written by Patty Griffin.