The Flowers on the Table - Sunovision 2026 🏆5th Place🏆

singer-songwriter, folk, acoustic ballad

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Sunovision 2026 Contest submission

I wrote this one for my aunt who was battling cancer. left the song unpublished 
till the contest was done.

The song came from small memories that stayed with me. flowers on the table, 
wool beside her chair, the way she made every room softer, and the way my father 
kept a candle lit for her after she was gone.

I sampled a guitar recording I played myself and used the new Voice feature for the vocals, 
although my Aussie accent turns a little British in places.

At its heart, this song is about grief, love, and the quiet things that keep someone close 
after they leave.

The flowers are still on the table.

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There were flowers
On the table

There were flowers on the table
And wool beside your chair
Your hands were always making things
For somebody to wear
You still found a way to smile
On days that wore you down
And every room felt softer
Any time you were around

You made the hard feel smaller
Like that was just your way
I only know now what it took
To do that every day

So I'll tend the flowers
The way you used to do
Turn them to the morning light
The way I learned from you
The flowers on the table
Still hold you in the room
And all the love you gave away
Still lives in what you grew

After you were gone my father
Lit a candle every night
While everybody talked of what was left
He brought your flowers inside
Your chair stayed by the window
Your basket where it was
And every flower on the table
Made it hard to say you're gone

At the viewing I held your cold hands
Everyone was scared to go in
But your face looked soft and peaceful
Like the pain was over then
After all those years without him
You did not look alone
There was something in that stillness
That felt kinder than goodbye

So I'll tend the flowers
The way you used to do
My father keeps them by the window
And I still learn from you
The flowers on the table
Still hold you in the room
And all the love you gave away
Still lives in what you grew

There are flowers on the table
And light comes through the glass
Sometimes when I turn them
It feels like you're still here

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━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━T H E F L O W E R S O N T H E T A B L E━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Sunovision 2026 Contest submission I wrote this one for my aunt who was battling cancer. left the song unpublished till the contest was done. The song came from small memories that stayed with me. flowers on the table, wool beside her chair, the way she made every room softer, and the way my father kept a candle lit for her after she was gone. I sampled a guitar recording I played myself and used the new Voice feature for the vocals, although my Aussie accent turns a little British in places. At its heart, this song is about grief, love, and the quiet things that keep someone close after they leave. The flowers are still on the table. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ There were flowers On the table There were flowers on the table And wool beside your chair Your hands were always making things For somebody to wear You still found a way to smile On days that wore you down And every room felt softer Any time you were around You made the hard feel smaller Like that was just your way I only know now what it took To do that every day So I'll tend the flowers The way you used to do Turn them to the morning light The way I learned from you The flowers on the table Still hold you in the room And all the love you gave away Still lives in what you grew After you were gone my father Lit a candle every night While everybody talked of what was left He brought your flowers inside Your chair stayed by the window Your basket where it was And every flower on the table Made it hard to say you're gone At the viewing I held your cold hands Everyone was scared to go in But your face looked soft and peaceful Like the pain was over then After all those years without him You did not look alone There was something in that stillness That felt kinder than goodbye So I'll tend the flowers The way you used to do My father keeps them by the window And I still learn from you The flowers on the table Still hold you in the room And all the love you gave away Still lives in what you grew There are flowers on the table And light comes through the glass Sometimes when I turn them It feels like you're still here ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

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