Hearing the songs that were sung
In what would have been the days of my older brother
If I had an older brother
And that I would likely have heard booming from his speakers
Either through the walls or out around his ears
I am almost tempted to think
I was born in the wrong time
Almost
But I would have done no better then than I do now
And I can still listen to the music as I wish
And more that the theorized he
Could never have heard
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