81 Years

81 years around the sun, you've watched the world come undone and build itself again somehow. But you just kept on standing proud, from childhood streets to grown-up years. You've always been the calm that steers.

And when I look back through the pages of every season, all the stages, I hear the melody we made. It's in the memories, time can't fade.

And oh, the years keep moving on, but you're still my brother, still my friend.

Every moment, every rise and fall, we always We always found our strength again.

And oh, life turns like a gentle tune. You know, the kind that never ends.

81, and I'm thankful still for everywhere we've been.

You're still my brother.

You're still my friend.

We share the stories that we save.

The quiet truths the brave don't wake.

Even when the world felt far too loud, you'd help me find my solid ground.

There's beauty in the simple things, like laughing till the teardrops sting.

And when I think of all the chapters, all the heartaches, all the laughter, I feel the rhythm in my bones that says I never walked alone.

Oh, and oh.

Oh, the years keep moving on, but you're still my brother, still my friend.

Every moment, every rise and fall, we always found our strength again.

And oh, life turns like a gentle tune, you know, the kind that never ends. 81, and I'm thankful still for everywhere we've been. You're still my brother, still my friend.

So here's to sunrise on your days, to quiet nights and gentle praise, to knowing even as we age, love only deepens page by page.

And oh, the years keep moving on, but you're still my brother, still my friend.

81 candles shining bright, A life well lived again.

And oh, life turns like a gentle tune, the kind that time can't bend.

So here's my song, my little gift to celebrate you again.

You're still my brother, still my friend.