Written by Judy Daigle

Lyrics

Marta’s in her chair every single day
Though she’s right beside me, she is far away
Then the music played and she danced so gracefully
For those few moments it was 1963
She was young, she was strong
The way she used to be

Music has a way to bring us back in time
Strips away the years in body, soul, and mind
Music has a way to unlock the doors
All the hidden memories come pouring through the floor
They come to life again, right before our eyes
Music is the keeper of our lives

We tried everything to get Ol’ Gus to speak
He would turn his head, pretend he was asleep
I brought an old guitar and left it in his room
When he picked it up, his hands knew what to do
He even sang along, his voice was strong and true

Music has a way to bring us back in time
Strips away the years in body, soul, and mind
Music has a way to unlock the doors
All the hidden memories come pouring through the floor
They come to life again, right before our eyes
Music is the keeper of our lives

Is the power in the music or the rhyme
Is it that it captures a moment in time
It keeps us tethered to the past, even when our memory starts to lapse
The music knows
The music knows

Music has a way to bring us back in time
Strips away the years in body, soul, and mind
Music has a way to unlock the doors
All the hidden memories come pouring through the floor
They come to life again, right before our eyes
Music is the keeper of our lives

They come to life again, right before our eyes
Music is the keeper of our lives