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A few years ago my Mom was diagnosed with cancer. Having lost family to cancer in the past, I was feeling less than optimistic. Around this time, we had just started tackling the task of writing our third studio album. After the news of my Mom I went on auto pilot.
The next few weeks are a blur and I would have frequent emotional explosions of anger or tears. I hadn't told any of my friends that this was going on because I didn't want to alarm anyone and I don't think I wanted to admit it out loud. The first time I told the fellas in the band was when Greg had a song he was working on and he was looking for melody and lyrics. I told him I had something. These lyrics seemed to fall out of me like I was reading out of a card or I was channeling a long buried feeling of guilt. Telling the guys at practice this way was the only way I could let it out and the fellas were there for me and understanding. As luck would have it, a few weeks later we received a call and we found out that my Mom had a misdiagnosis. She was going to be fine. When she informed me of this, I was riding with my friend Sam and I think I may have dented the roof of his car flailing my arms in joy. I realize that most cancer stories don't end in happy endings like this, although everyone prays they will. That's why we are donating proceeds of our ITunes download of "Mother's Day" to www.keep-a-breast.org & www.iamthatgirl.com as we wish to support women's physical,mental & emotional health. Please give generously as we all only have one "Mom". Love, Ben Rispin & Saint Alvia
lyrics
You don't want this to affect me, and I don't want it to.
The worrisome comes the worrier,
I'd change, but it's just my attitude
You raised me to never look away.
I've been the prodical, the delinquent
The blackest sheep, the fuck up,
The hero, the one that you've put to sleep
Where the hell would I be without you,
My rock , my home and my best friend,
I swear, that I'm your biggest fan.
And I 've missed my share of Mother's Day's,
There's no excuse god, I'm ashamed to say.
I'm not crazy, and I feel because of you
I've had the strength to face all I have braved.
When I'm weak and I'm drowning I've turned to you,
You've always known just what say.
We've been to hell and back as family,
You deflected all they threw at me,
We've laughed in pain, and cried when we're happy.
And I 've missed my share of Mother's Day's,
There's no excuse god, I'm ashamed to say.
I've been down this road so many times just fake a smile and proudly turn away.
Happy Mother's Day.
credits
released March 22, 2012
Song: Mother's Day
Artist: ( the ) SAINT ALVIA ( cartel )
Album: Static Psalms
Directed By: Ben Rispin
Produced By: Ben Rispin & Phil Pattison ( Nictophobia Films)
Camera: Steve Porter
Edited By: Phil Pattison ( Nictophobia Films )
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