Trey Pistaschio
- Backwards Down the Number Line
Happy, happy, oh my friend. Blow out candles once again. Leave the presents all inside, take my hand and let's take a ride backwards down the number line. You were eight and I was nine. Do you know what happened then? Do you know why we're still friends? Laughing all these many years, we pushed through hardships, tasted tears. Made a promise I can keep still recite it in my sleep. Every time a birthday comes, call your friend and sing a song, or whisper it into their ear. Just don't miss a year.
