From the recording Everything Else Was Noise

Momma, Till

“Momma, Till” is a song about sitting beside someone you love at the edge of this life and trying to find a way to let go without calling it goodbye.

This song lives in the soft, quiet room where words feel too small. It is about holding a hand you do not want to release, remembering the daily calls, the check-ins, the prayers, the meals, the hard years, and all the ordinary ways love proved itself over a lifetime.

At its heart, this song is about faith trying to steady a broken heart. It carries the belief that love does not disappear when someone leaves this world. It only changes sides.

“Momma, Till” is a goodbye the heart cannot quite say, so it becomes something gentler instead: I will sing you home, I will love you still, and I will hold on to the hope of seeing you again.

— Lane Alan Dumser

Lyrics

The room is soft and quiet
Like the world knows not to speak
Your hand is resting in my hand
And mine don’t want to leave

We talked about the little things
Most every single day
Now I’m trying to imagine
My life a different way

So I’ll sing you home, Momma
But I won’t call it goodbye
Love like yours don’t disappear
It only changes sides
You’ve been my inspiration,
My check-in and my prayer
This ain’t goodbye, Momma
It’s till we meet again up there

I keep thinking of the hard years
And the work you pushed on through
The meals you made when you were tired
The love you proved was true

Tomorrow I may reach for you
Before I remember why
But love don’t end with silence
And death don’t get the final line

So I’ll sing you home, Momma
But I won’t call it goodbye
Love like yours don’t disappear
It only changes sides
You’ve been my inspiration
My check-in and my prayer
This ain’t goodbye, Momma
It’s till we meet again up there

Rest easy now, Momma
You don’t have to be strong
This ain’t goodbye, Momma
It’s till we meet again up there…

I love you so much, Momma…

I just don’t think… I can say… goodbye