Grandma's a stranger, smilin' inside
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Holding her own as her old sense of pride lingers on, lingers on
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Changing directions, changing these memories of crimes and crazy dreams
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Piled up in front of me
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Ice cream never erases the heat of her smile
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Grandma's a stranger, a taste I recall
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A warm intuition, to shine through the wall wrapped around it all
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Never protecting the fall
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Hot silent summers, backyard adventures, a world swept away by tomorrow today
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And these games I play, to cover the distance I've made
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Ice cream never erases the heat of her smile
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Up ahead is a place
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Where the future I see is but one generation away
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Up ahead is a face of a queen, in-between, sight unseen
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Grandma's a stranger, a wish gone away
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A misty encounter, questions surround her
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As children obey whatever tradition might say
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Ice cream never erases the heat of her smile
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Ice cream never erases the heat of her smile
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Grandma's a Stranger
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| The Blue Dogs |
