Nobody deserves to spend their birthday alone
Tracing back through all you’ve known
Hay bales soaking in the rain
Barn door shut in pain
Head held high
Again
Somewhere sitting on a kitchen stool
Counting chickens
Spinning tools
Making something new
I love you through and through
and Mama loves you too
Tell your jokes, make us smile
Take a walk for a little while
Play the games we played back then, you remember when
One, two, three, buckle your shoe
Hide and seek like you always do
Andy, my brother…
I love you through and through
and Mama loves you too
ldn
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