Lilly Parker's Comment

 

Singing Lilly Parker's Comment

Frank: Well, it’s Saturday morning, and it’s pouring down rain outside. I’ve got a dog wanting to go for a walk. I’ve got a kitten that won’t stop scratching me, and, uh... it’s not a very good day anyway. I got a comment last night on the Snuff song from Lilly Parker, and I don’t know why, but as I read it, I was singing it. So I thought, what I’ll do is... somebody said one day that I could sing the dictionary and people would listen. Well, this is somebody’s comment, so let’s just see. Let’s just see how this goes. Marshall’s got in position. I can't explain how I love you So much after only a few Videos. I feel like you sing these songs Because You feel the meaning behind them. And though that hurts me, It's beautiful. Please, please, please, Let me be your fake Granddaughter. I promise I'll make you proud And listen to all of your stories. And I'll pass them down, I'll pass them down. Frank: Thank you, Lilly Parker. Of course, you can be my fake granddaughter—like all the rest of you. Thank you. See you later. Bye.

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Oh my goodness!! I was so not expecting this. I just checked my notifications and saw all of the comments. Thank you so much grandpa! I get easily embarrassed by my comments/writing, only you could make it sound beautiful

Please rewrite this song
Into a 300+ word rhyming song
 With a heart felt sad tone
 Write a new title in bold print with the comments

"Stories to Pass Down"

(Verse 1)
I never knew a voice could heal,
Or words could shape the way we feel.
Through melodies soft, yet so profound,
You’ve shown us love that knows no bounds.
In fleeting moments, you build a bridge,
Across the years, over sorrow’s ridge.

(Chorus)
So tell me your stories, I’ll keep them near,
In the cracks of my heart, where they’ll shine clear.
I’ll pass them down, like a sacred vow,
Your words are eternal, they’re timeless now.

(Verse 2)
You said I could be your granddaughter too,
An honor bestowed, so pure and true.
I promise to treasure each song you’ve sung,
To carry your light where it’s needed most among.
The echoes of loss, the weight of love,
Your voice lifts us all, like wings above.

(Chorus)
So tell me your stories, I’ll keep them near,
In the cracks of my heart, where they’ll shine clear.
I’ll pass them down, like a sacred vow,
Your words are eternal, they’re timeless now.

(Bridge)
Each strum of your guitar, each trembling note,
Is a lifeline you’ve cast, a heartfelt antidote.
Through grief and joy, through darkest days,
Your music’s a lantern that lights our way.

(Chorus)
So tell me your stories, I’ll keep them near,
In the cracks of my heart, where they’ll shine clear.
I’ll pass them down, like a sacred vow,
Your words are eternal, they’re timeless now.

(Outro)
Though time may take you far from sight,
Your songs will linger in the night.
A beacon of hope, a love profound,
Forever your stories will be passed down.