Lyrics
Well, I got a note from an old folk
It was more like a dream, but I remember somebody spoke
I got down on one knee
And my paternal grandfather said to me
"You are one lucky son of my son"
And I woke up sadder than I'd ever been
Because he didn't say why, and I had never met him
I got down on one knee
And all my blood and my skin comforted me
"You are the best," they screamed in time
And I walked downstairs to the chair made of flowers
Upon it, my dog was humbly laying fast asleep
I got down on one knee
And said, "If you ever feel the need
I will love you without condition"
And I laid down like an old folk
My blood and my skin settled into the daily swing
I got down on one knee
And then, Jazz came up and spoke softly to me
"You are lucky, and you know why"
Writer(s): Julia Steiner
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