[Intro] [fingerpicked acoustic guitar] [Verse 1] [baritone male vocals] How old are you in dog years? [cello enters] How old are you When the wrinkles Are ironed out? I'm four dogs old with gap years and dental records Cassettes and CDs Pal, Paisley, Phoenix, and Nova dog years How else can you measure yourself? [Instrumental Break] [acoustic guitar continues, cello plays melodic lead] [Verse 2] The pencil marks on the door jamb Peaked many moons ago The paper in the driveway One day became A notification in my inbox and the outrage on my device Meanwhile, my dog's affection Remained pretty much the same [Chorus] How do you measure time? Pencil marks, dog years Cassettes and CDs Those walks we've shared, the best times of my life The best part of your day They say dogs can't smile That's where I disagree [Instrumental Break] [cello solo with acoustic guitar accompaniment] [Verse 3] I knew my mom accepted Her days were numbered When she stopped adopting senior dogs I inherited that sensibility without meaning to I miss you, Mom, Pal, Paisley, Phoenix Nova, come here, girl It's bedtime [Outro] [acoustic guitar fades out]
