Lifetime of Lovers

(Emma Lindman)

These lyrics are a very personal statement about the artist's life. There are very specific details that illustrate the parts of the artist's life in a wistful, and imaginative way. The main message is that everyone is a combination of those that came before them, but are also their own person. It's a celebration of family, but also individuality.

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A baby girl born in the middle of October 
fifth to put an X through a box labeled “daughter” 
the third to go to college 
the second to date a man who was not her age 
the only one to wave the flag 
seventeen years old tryna find out who she is 
she’s tough as nails while the world is throwing bricks 
her parents wish for normal 
but she has got bigger dreams

She’s not the first one to climb up that old oak tree 
or to dance in the yard to the beat of the breeze 
her laugh is the same as her mother’s 
and she’s as gullible as the others before her 
yeah she’s the product of a lifetime of lovers

Hard as hell tryna make it on her own 
her parents’ love is all she’s ever known 
she hopes that someday soon she can give them the life they deserve 
cuz they gave her the world 
yeah they gave her the world

She’s not the first one to climb up that old oak tree 
or to dance in the yard to the beat of the breeze 
her laugh is the same as her mother’s 
and she’s as gullible as the others before her 
yeah she’s the product of a lifetime of lovers

She’s a gift wrapped version of their past 
the one that they thought they could never get back 
she’s a glimpse out the window to the future 
no their lives wouldn’t be the same without her

She’s not the first one to climb up that old oak tree 
or to go out back and dance with the breeze 
her laugh may be the same as her mother’s 
but she’s different than all of the others 
yeah she’s the product of a lifetime of lovers
© Emma Lindman 2019