Margaret’s House

(Music & Lyrics by Tom Levin & Aimee Bobruk)

Down in the valley amid poppy fields

An endless summer away from world

I was four and as tall as the lamb

I still remember Margaret’s house


The Jacobsen chairs
And the creak of the stairs

All the songs you feel within

Every word I’d love to sing

All the poetry you hold

I bare my heart through your soul

Her smile, her tone, the ordinary things

I try to embrace the day like she did

I wake with dawn just to hear the trees whisper

My ways are rooted in Margaret’s house


The swell of choir
You still inspire me

All the songs you feel within

Every word I’d love to sing

All the poetry you hold

I bare my heart through your soul

I want to say, thank you

Like links of a chain

Now my daughter carries your name

All the songs you feel within

Every word I’d love to sing

All the poetry you hold

I bare my heart through your soul

All the songs you feel within

Every word I’d love to sing

All the poetry you hold

I bare my heart through your soul ...