Hive Open Mic Week 253 || Seven years by Lukas Graham(Cover by Kheji)

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Hello, Hive family. I'm Kheji and this is my first entry in Hive Open Mic, and I’m excited to share my performance of "Seven Years" by Lukas Graham. This song reflects on life’s journey, growth, and memories, which align perfectly with this week’s theme, "Dear Diary."
I look forward to being part of this amazing community.
Lyrics
Once I was seven years old, my mama told me
Go make yourself some friends, or you'll be lonely
Once, I was seven years old
It was a big, big world, but we thought we were bigger
Pushing each other to the limits, we were learning quicker
By eleven, smoking herb and drinking burning liquor
Never rich, so we were out to make that steady figure
Once I was eleven years old, my daddy told me
Go get yourself a wife, or you'll be lonely
Once, I was eleven years old
I always had that dream like my daddy before me
So I started writing songs, I started writing stories
Something about that glory just always seemed to bore me
Cause only those I really love will ever really know me
Once I was twenty years old, my story got told
Before the morning sun, when life was lonely
Once, I was twenty years old
I only see my goals, I don't believe in failure
Cause I know the smallest voices, they can make it major
I got my boys with me, at least those in favor
And if we don't meet before I leave, I hope I'll see you later
Once I was twenty years old, my story got told
I was writing about everything I saw before me
Once, I was twenty years old
Soon, we'll be thirty years old, our songs have been sold
We've traveled around the world, and we're still roamin'
Soon, we'll be thirty years old
I'm still learning' about life, my woman brought children for me
So I can sing them all my songs, and I can tell them stories
Most of my boys are with me, some are still out seeking glory
And some I had to leave behind, my brother, I'm still sorry
Soon, I'll be sixty years old, my daddy got sixty one
Remember life and then your life becomes a better one
I made a man so happy when I wrote a letter once
I hope my children come and visit once or twice a month
Soon, I'll be sixty years old, will I think the world is cold?
Or will I have a lot of children who can warm me?
Soon, I'll be sixty years old
Soon, I'll be sixty years old, will I think the world is cold?
Or will I have a lot of children who can warm me?
Soon, I'll be sixty years old
Once I was seven years old, my mama told me
Go make yourself some friends, or you'll be lonely
Once, I was seven years old
Once, I was seven years old

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