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Remember that awful night the blonde neurosurgeon called
Her words made Mom and Dad cry for the first time
“MRI...brain cancer… surgery… radiation”
Her genuine sympathy seemed fake, mixed the chest-crushing pain of her news

Her words made Mom and Dad cry for the first time
Nobody made dinner that night, so I fed our baby sister, Lucy, Cheerios
Her genuine sympathy seemed fake, mixed the chest-crushing pain of her news
People forget that you have an important soccer game when your brother has cancer

Nobody made dinner that night, so I fed our baby sister, Lucy, Cheerios
“Don’t bother your parents,” my aunt said, but inside I’m screaming
People forget that you have an important soccer game when your brother has cancer
I wish nobody had heard the phone ring

“Don’t bother your parents,” my aunt said, but inside I’m screaming
Remember that awful night the blonde neurosurgeon called
I wish nobody had heard the phone ring
“MRI...brain cancer… surgery… radiation”






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