Your Party

Jet streaks
Across the sky
Out in my own backyard
There's always extra time
Limestone gravel
And railroad ties
Stones borrowed from the gulf
Around a flower garden
In 1995

Riddles printed on popsicle sticks
And Kurt sounds good
To a young Midwestern kid
If I grow up tomorrow
I'll be good and I'll be kind
I'll love you like I do right now
In 1995

Hope I go away
See how the people live someday
Hope I make 100 new friends
That know 100 new games to play
I'll be going far away someday
But I'll be coming back soon
Your party is on the way



Credits
Writer(s): Shane Ellis
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