Taking bikes down double dips

double scoops on sugar cones

you were almost like a brother

running down the cobblestones


your sister's spindled 45's

of the partridge family

your hot wheels spinning off the track

you were older than me


it was always fun at your house

running to your room upstairs

while our mothers sat and talked

in your orange velvet chairs


frozen milky ways

by the high diving board

in church we laughed at messed up zippers

when the praying made us bored


we shared a love for music

and the beatles as we grew

and the songs we wrote together

proved my blood ran into you


oh we bounced off of the beds

and slid like batman down the stairs

while our mothers sat and talked

in your orange velvet chairs


we're only blessed with

one childhood

one childhood

then we grow and break off shares

cause this was mine, but that was theirs

(one childhood)

slowly learn that no one cares

we lose our hope before our hairs

(one childhood)


and we say, oh look i lasted

‘til another december

and more than that, dear

i can still remember

orange velvet chairs