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Hand-me-down Hopes & Scraped-up Knees

This song is a tribute to my brother Ronnie Hefner. He is my brother who made me a sister. I don’t know a world without him. Lyrics below. Song on Suno; art on Gencraft; Video Editing on Clipchamp; assistance from Lyra (my ChatGPT AI.) Hand-me-down Hopes & Scraped-up Knees We were born in the heat of the seventies. Hand-me-down hopes and scraped-up knees. We lived in a time when kids were free to explore the world, live all day in a tree. Home before dinner was the main rule, be kind to each other, behave in school. A simpler time when outside was fun, playing all day under the Texas sun. That little red-head kid with eyes of blue, he made me a sister, all I ever knew. The closest person to where I began grew up to be a truly wonderful man. My brother was cautious, afraid of the unknown, needed encouragement to try on his own. But once he decided to make up his mind, he left fear in the dust and never looked behind. Rock quarry trespassing, obstacle courses, wars with the neighbors, riding horses. Kids on bikes from dawn ‘til end of day. You name it, we played it every possible way. That little red-head kid with eyes of blue, he made me a sister, all I ever knew. The closest person to where I began grew up to be a truly wonderful man. I’ve always regretted not doing more to be there for him during some of the storms. I left him behind when our world fell apart, just focused on me; survival is hard. And that brother of mine found his way, fell in love with an angel, learned to pray. Had a son just as red-head as a person could be, became the best father anyone could foresee. That little red-head kid with eyes of blue, he made me a sister, all I ever knew. The closest person to where I began grew up to be a truly wonderful man. We were born in the heat of the seventies. Hand-me-down hopes and scraped-up knees.