Birthday Songs for Ayla

• Tied With Red String

  Motown soul · Motown · Soul · Brass

  A big, clapping Motown birthday song built around the moment a stacked box gets opened, for a room full of people to sing to Ayla.

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  Verse 1

  Boxes stacked up to the ceiling flour dust on every string you walk in and change the feeling nobody else does that one thing

  Pre-chorus

  We been saving up the sweetest part waiting on you to walk through that door and now the whole room's ready to sing

  Chorus

  Ayla, we came here for you cut the string, let the whole thing through every year you make it better Ayla, only one like you

  Verse 2

  Every box was tied on purpose just to watch you pull it free you make ordinary feel like worship that's the gift, that's the honesty

  Pre-chorus

  We been saving up the sweetest part waiting on you to walk through that door and now the whole room's ready to sing

  Chorus

  Ayla, we came here for you cut the string, let the whole thing through every year you make it better Ayla, only one like you

  Bridge

  Not for the ribbon, not the bow it's you we're all gathered to know you're the reason this whole room is glowing

  Chorus

  Ayla, we came here for you cut the string, let the whole thing through every year you make it better Ayla, only one like you

  Outro

  Let every box stay open now you're the sweetest thing we found

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• Ayla, Light the Room

  Ceilidh jig · Ceilidh · Accordion · Whirling

  A stomping ceilidh birthday song built for a whole room to sing, warm and rowdy, for anyone who loves Ayla.

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  Verse 1

  Old shears resting on the bench Three empty pots, a garden's stench But nothing here has grown to waste You turn plain dirt to something graced

  Pre-chorus

  So raise your glass and stamp your feet We came tonight for you to greet The kind of joy that won't sit still

  Chorus

  Ayla, Ayla, here's to you A steady hand, a heart that's true Nobody fills a room like Ayla Come on and cheer, don't you delay, uh

  Verse 2

  You plant the seeds nobody sees You kneel down low and mind your knees Whatever's broken, you repair And somehow make it feel like care

  Chorus

  Ayla, Ayla, here's to you A steady hand, a heart that's true Nobody fills a room like Ayla Come on and cheer, don't you delay, uh

  Bridge

  Every year you're still the stayer Still the one who lifts the player Never one to fade or falter Steady as a garden's altar

  Chorus

  Ayla, Ayla, here's to you A steady hand, a heart that's true Nobody fills a room like Ayla Come on and cheer, don't you delay, uh

  Outro

  Those pots will fill, you'll see them grown Ayla, this whole house is your own

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• Boots by the Beanstalk

  Funk strut · Funk · Clavinet · Strut

  A funky, stomping birthday song for Ayla, built around the muddy boots and towering bean stalks she leaves behind her, a picture of someone who grows everything she touches.

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  Verse 1

  Boots left standing by the door Caked in garden, caked in gold You grew these stalks up past the fence Just like every year you're told

  Pre-chorus

  You never wait for perfect weather You just dig in, you just begin Something's building, something's rising

  Chorus

  Ayla, Ayla, look what you grew Pods hang heavy, green and true Nobody works a garden like you Ayla, happy birthday to you

  Verse 2

  Every year the same old boots Standing tall where the bean rows lean You keep planting, keep on trusting Something good in between

  Pre-chorus

  You never wait for perfect weather You just dig in, you just begin Something's building, something's rising

  Chorus

  Ayla, Ayla, look what you grew Pods hang heavy, green and true Nobody works a garden like you Ayla, happy birthday to you

  Bridge

  Here's to the hands that never stop Here's to the growing, here's to the stayer Whatever you plant, it comes up strong Nobody works a room like a player

  Chorus

  Ayla, Ayla, look what you grew Pods hang heavy, green and true Nobody works a garden like you Ayla, happy birthday to you

  Outro

  Boots still standing by the door We're glad you're here for one more

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