Today was my mother's birthday. My entire family assembled and made her brunch and gave her presents and then in the afternoon I went to rehearsal and I met up with my parents again in the evening to watch the documentary Apollo 11 (2019), which I hope to write about. I am flat tired and my throat is still trying to secede from the rest of my body, but I had enough voice to sing with and my family is important to me and also it was fun. My father made a yellow cake with layers of homemade strawberry and blueberry jam and chocolate meringue and whipped cream. My mother was very happy with the movie I gave her and the birthday card decorated with cats. My niece helped her unwrap her presents because tearing paper is the best. I am now going to collapse and maybe not move for a day. That is okay.
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- 1: Open up your mouth, but the melody is broken
- 2: Is your heart hiding from your fire?
- 3: Everybody knows the world's gone wrong
- 4: The dusty light, the final hour
- 5: Reading your mind is like foreign TV
- 6: When you turn a solemn promise to a blatant lie
- 7: If one year's back on my shoulder
- 8: Me, I'm a rotten audience before I've had my coffee
- 9: I'm not on my own
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