A reflective song about a mother's wisdom and the wisdom she shared.
a one man show
Hi. My name is Douglas Murphy and I hale from Montreal Quebec Canada.
I have been playing around this 'craft' for a while now and have always enjoyed getting my 'stuff' out there.
 Lately I have been playing around with AI generated vocals and melodies. I hope you enjoy what I have to offer.
 	
Story behind the song
Inspired by the thoughts, wisdom and memory of what my mother passed down to me.
	
Lyrics
SAYINGS FROM THE SINK
Lyrics by Douglas Murphy
( 2025)
[Verse 1]
 Mama stayed home with sleeves rolled high,
 Queen of the sink, with a watchful eye.
 She didnt preach, she never pried
 But shed drop her wisdom, cut and dried.
[Pre-Chorus 1]
 I used to roll my eyes,
 Didnt see the thread she wove.
 Now those words walk through my house,
 In my mothers voice and tone.
[Chorus 1]
 Sayings from the sink
 Not read from a book.
 Just rinsed off and left to dry,
 With a knowing look.
They clanked with the cutlery,
 Echoed in the steam
 The kind of wisdom you ignore at twelve,
 But now know what they mean.
[Verse 2]
 Shed hum Patsy Cline through the soap and steam,
 While I spilled out my busted dreams.
 Shed nod, then say it straight and plain
 You cant please all. So dont explain.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
 Didnt think much then,
 Just wanted to be seen
 Now those little lines she gave
 Mean more than anything.
[Chorus 2]
 Sayings from the sink
 Truth in every drop.
 She never missed a moment,
 Never let the wisdom stop.
With hands deep in the dishes,
 Shed guide me with a wink
 She built her legacy of love
 With sayings from the sink.
[Bridge]
 I swore Id never say em
 Now they slip out every day.
 And damn if they dont hit the mark,
 In that Mama kind of way.
[Final Chorus]
 Sayings from the sink
 They outlived the old tea towels.
 They settled deep inside my bones,
 Like hymns tucked in the vowels.
She never needed nothin more
 Than soap, a stare, time to think
 She handed down a life of truth
 Through sayings from the sink.
[Outro]
 Dont cry over spilled milk
 Quit diggin that hole
 If the shoe fits
 well, you already know.
Now Im standin at my sink,
 With quiet time to fill,
 As the silence wraps around me
 I hear her wisdom__ still.
Copyright (c) 2025 Douglas Murphy