Guys,
You guys really like a song called 7 Years by Lukas Graham. Decker, you asked me if I got 61 too. I said only 37 so far, but working on it. I don’t think you know the lyrics mean 61 years old.
The lyrics are below. I like the song a lot too. One thing in particular I like –
I only see my goals, I don’t believe in failure.
Cause I know the smallest voices they can make it major.
This couldn’t be truer. Believe in yourself, in your goals, in your dreams. I genuinely believe in things like The Secret, Think and Grow Rich, and the general concept that your thinking will determine your future. Maybe by the time you guys are my age now, these things will have been scientifically proven.
Last night we went out to dinner, just the three of us. Mom was working. Then we went to Kenilworth Mall to throw coins into the fountain and get a toy and a book. I had a scary moment with you Deck – we were on an escalator and you didn’t know that you couldn’t put your hands on the step near the top. (You were climbing the steps with your hands first, then feet. I screamed at the top of my lungs, “Stand Up.” Fortunately, it worked out okay, and then we relaxed and talked about how we always have to stand up on escalators. You didn’t know. How could you know if I didn’t tell you, right?
I love you guys!
Dad
7 Years
Once I was seven years old, my mama told me,
“Go make yourself some friends or you’ll be lonely.”
Once I was seven years old
It was a big big world, but we thought we were bigger
Pushing each other to the limits, we were learning quicker
By eleven smoking herb and drinking burning liquor
Never rich so we were out to make that steady figure
Once I was eleven years old, my daddy told me,
“Go get yourself a wife or you’ll be lonely.”
Once I was eleven years old
I always had that dream, like my daddy before me
So I started writing songs, I started writing stories
Something about that glory just always seemed to bore me
‘Cause only those I really love will ever really know me
Once I was twenty years old, my story got told
Before the morning sun, when life was lonely
Once I was twenty years old
(Lukas Graham!)
I only see my goals, I don’t believe in failure
‘Cause I know the smallest voices, they can make it major
I got my boys with me, at least those in favor
And if we don’t meet before I leave, I hope I’ll see you later
Once I was twenty years old, my story got told
I was writing about everything I saw before me
Once I was twenty years old
Soon we’ll be thirty years old, our songs have been sold
We’ve traveled around the world and we’re still roaming
Soon we’ll be thirty years old
I’m still learning about life
My woman brought children for me
So I can sing them all my songs
And I can tell them stories
Most of my boys are with me
Some are still out seeking glory
And some I had to leave behind
My brother, I’m still sorry
Soon I’ll be sixty years old, my daddy got sixty-one
Remember life, and then your life becomes a better one
I made a man so happy when I wrote a letter once
I hope my children come and visit once or twice a month
Soon I’ll be sixty years old, will I think the world is cold
Or will I have a lot of children who can warm me?
Soon I’ll be sixty years old
Soon I’ll be sixty years old, will I think the world is cold
Or will I have a lot of children who can warm me?
Soon I’ll be sixty years old
Once I was seven years old, my mama told me,
“Go make yourself some friends or you’ll be lonely.”
Once I was seven years old
Once I was seven years old