The lights that come in and out of my life
I'll write, I'll re-record these times
The grill and the meadow
The ex's disease
And some passing of family
Frustration released
You have
A home here
You have
A place to hide
You're always welcome
And you're more than I can say
The night you showed me I could sing
I praised the lord for drunken honesty
A master of patience
To put up with me
And some surrogate brother
I wanted to be
You have
A home here
And you have
A place to hide
You're always welcome
All this I know
And you're more than I can show
(May your days be golden
Let it always surround you) x4
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