Again I let jealousy blind me today. My oldest friend, and I blew her away Just a few kind words, and all I could say Was I've known you, what, 10 years and it feels like a day
And I watched her cry Torn apart at the hands of a child
Again I used arrogance as something to depend Condemned all religion to a pitiless end And a politician's resonance rang through my mind Patriotic in one sense, in the other just blind
And oh, so many die Torn apart at the hands of a child I'll keep on going, I've got nothing to lose I gave up morals when I took up you. And it's boring to hear of another young truth What a typically shit thing to do
And I was so shallow to the one man who stuck around Sunk so low that I nearly drowned And I screamed of his heart when he wasn't around Consoled him recklessly, I knew he was down.
Oh, I watched him cry A broken heart at the hands of a child And I'll keep on going, I've got nothing to lose I gave up morals when I took up you And it's boring to hear of another young truth What a typically shit thing to do
And I have felt heartbreak too and I know what it feels like And I have felt heartbreak, now you can leave me alone, right? I have felt loneliness and I know what it feels like
And I'll keep on going, I've got nothing to lose I gave up morals when I took up booze And it's boring to hear of another young truth What a typically shit thing to do
This movie has been in my family for years. It is my Mother. It is my Father. It is my parents staying up late to wrap presents together every Christmas Eve when my brother and I were little and watching this movie together. It is being forced to watch such a stupid movie because my parents are making me. It is watching a movie that I like certain parts of. It is now loving a movie because of the tradition, because of the singing and dancing, costumes, great 50's sayings, and lovable characters. It is now a movie that I watch at least three times a Christmas season because it makes me feel Christmas. It makes me feel my Mom. It makes me feel so happy.
To me, White Christmas is Christmas.
So, welcome to our family tradition:
Watching White Christmas as a family, old 40's and 50's Disney Christmas cartoons and everyone's favorite appetizers like shrimp cocktail, artichokes, cookies, barbeque wings, and a meat and cheese plate.
Here's to you, Mom. Merry Christmas. Wish you were here.
There is a house built out of stone Wooden floors, walls and window sills Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust This is a place where I don't feel alone This is a place where i feel at home
And I built a home For you For me
Until it disappeared From me From you And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust
Out in the garden where we planted the seeds There is a tree that's old as me Branches were sewn by the color of green Ground had arose and passed its knees
By the cracks of the skin I climbed to the top I climbed the tree to see the world When the gusts came around to blow me down I held on as tightly as you held onto me I held on as tightly as you held onto me
And I built a home For you For me
Until it disappeared From me From you
And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust
Here's another one from them, just because they are great.
Saw this band in Madison a few weeks ago. I tell ya what, when I heard this song I got goosebumps. Three times. Then I didn't stop playing it for two weeks. Buy their cd. Listen to it. Tell your friends. Amazing.
Maybe sparrow you should wait The hawks alight till morning You'll never pass beyond the gate If you don't hear my warning
Notes are hung so effortless With the rise and fall of sparrow's breast It's a drowning dive and back to the chorus
La di da di da di da La di da di da di da
Oh my sparrow it's too late Your body limp beneath my feet Your dusty eyes cold as clay You didn't hear my warning
Maybe sparrow it's too late Moonlight glanced off metal wings In a thunderstorm above the clouds The engine hums a sparrow's phrase For those who cannot hear the words For those who cannot hear the words For those who will not hear the words