i’ll stand in the rain
with my arms stretched wide
i drink in the sky
this time each year
it’s always the same
i remember one time
when I was a kid
the day i turned five
in the driveway sand
i knew i was alive
if this time next year
if i make it through
i’ll sing this again
might add something new
it’s time to squeeze hard
time to kiss the moon
i’ll give this to you
again next year
it’s always the same
bhagiti 5.4.07 toledo, oh
