Arlo McKinley
Arlo McKinley
Arlo McKinley & Logan Halstead
Arlo McKinley
Arlo McKinley
Arlo McKinley
Arlo McKinley
Arlo McKinley
Arlo McKinley
Arlo McKinley
Arlo McKinley
[Verse 1]
Here’s to the dying
Here’s to the hurt
Here’s to the crying
As we’re returned to dirt
[Chorus 1]
Trying to find
Somewhere solid to stand
Cause it’s getting so hard
Without you holding my hand
[Verse 2]
Here’s to our mothers
Raised daughters and sons
Your sister and my brothers
That they taught how to love
[Chorus 2]
If you don’t mind
Won't you reach down your hand
Cause it’s getting so hard
Without you to stand
[Verse 3]
Here’s to our fathers
Oh they’re trying to get by
Without their best friend
And the love of their life
[Chorus 3]
So if you don’t mind
Could you reach down her hand
Cause it's getting so hard
Without her to stand
[Chorus 1]
Trying to find
Somewhere solid to stand
Cause it’s getting so hard
Without you holding my hand
[Outro]
Here’s to the dying
Here’s to the hurt
Here’s to the dying
Here’s to the Dying was written by Arlo McKinley.
Here’s to the Dying was produced by Matt Ross-Spang.