(Brey•lin)
Verse 1
January fifth still hits me like a hammer to the chest,
A date that should’ve been a birthday candle, but became a failing breath. You were turning two, waiting on your daddy’s call, While I was lying on a cold hardwood floor.. trying not to die at all.
The world kept spinning forward while I slipped into the dark, and somewhere in that silence, I swear I felt your heart. Begging God don’t take me now, there’s a boy who should’ve had his father singing songs and bringing cheer, Instead his daddy nearly didn’t make it through the year.
[Chorus]
Brey•lin’s birthday, January fifth…
A day I should’ve held you close, a day I almost missed.
I can’t erase the moment when the world went cold and dim, but son, I’m fighting every day so I can be here now for him. Brey•lin’s birthday…
It breaks me… but it builds me from within. Because I refuse to give up & let the Devil win.
[Verse 2]
I picture you at two, blowing your candles in the air,
Wishing for a father who was sober, strong, and there.
And I was somewhere fading, losing battles I had fed,
Sinking in a growing darkness, while you grew older with a ghost of me instead.
But God doesn’t waste a moment, even ones soaked through with pain, He pulled me from that darkness so I’d never fall again. He said son this life is mine & it’s not yours to take.. go be with your son & show him love the same and now I see your face in every sunrise that I chase, A constant reminder that I’m living for the boy I can’t replace.
[Chorus]
Brey•lin’s birthday, January fifth…
A day I should’ve held you close, a day I almost missed.
I can’t erase the moment when the world went cold and dim, But son, I’m fighting every day so I can be here now for him. Brey•lin’s birthday…
Still breaks me, but it builds me from within.
[Bridge]
One day I’ll tell you everything
When you’re old enough to hear,
How your name became the reason
I crawled out of all those years.
How your birthday became sacred,
Not from joy but from the cost…
The day I almost left this world,
The day I realized what I’d lost.
[Final Chorus]
Brey•lin’s birthday, January fifth…
A scar upon my timeline, but a gift I won’t dismiss.
’Cause it woke me to the truth that I had one last chance to live, And now I’m here, I’m sober, and I’ve got more love to give. Brey•lin’s birthday…
The day I almost died —
The day I chose to live.
[Outro]
Yeah, January fifth…
I’m still making it right.
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