Settling Houses - Short Song About September 8th, 1998

Dad turns the tv on
Mom lets us leave our dinner on the plate
Poor reception, white noise
Eyes glued to the home run race

I had a dream
That one day I'd hit
More home runs than
Sammy Sosa

And the whole world would scream
And leap from their seats
They'd say "he's the new Babe, but not so mean"

And the world was good
And my brother was kind
And nothing on earth could
Eclipse this light

And the world was good
And my brother was kind
And nothing on earth could
Eclipse this light

Written by:
JOSIAH HAZEL

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