There’s a tradition in my family of never being too young to know something. Honesty is tantamount.
Somehow the thought process led to a place where lullabies were slipping out of me… they are sad, a bit, and nostalgic, and this is one of them –
—
Hi, Baby
Hi, Baby
Hi, Baby
Hi, Baby
Oh
Grow, just grow
Night farmer is pulling starlight
from the night sky, so
Glow, just glow
Flower fields are blooming daisies
The summer sun goes down lately
Grow, just grow
Waves are salty, they wash on the beach
The sand on our feet flows
Flow, just flow
Hold your hand just as long as I can
Until you have to go
Go, just go
Hi, Baby
Hi, Baby
Hi, Baby
Oh
Grow, just grow
—
The audio is obviously not where it will be one day – cheaply recorded through the desktop’s built-in microphone but I will figure out this four track one day, I’m sure. I’d like to get some strings on here, and maybe a little kid to sing the repetition with me.