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Holiday
04:52
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Little leaves did you know?
That the wind when it blows
It blows a cruel kind of air
It shakes you from your tree
And off to somewhere you don’t want to go
So far from what you call home
It’s a wonder
You’ve not gone under
You and me, we’re the same
We took a fall and changed our shade
And now we’re out of control
Slave to where the wind decides to blow
I don’t want to know
How far this charade will go
It’s a wonder
We’ve not gone under
Feeling exposed
I’m feeling like I have imposed
It’s no wonder
Man, It’s no wonder
When your family’s deranged
And the townsfolk think you’re strange
It’s time to spirit away
Shuffle off to someone’s brighter day
I’m about to go
How it figures that it would snow
It’s a wonder
I’ve not gone under
It’s a cold Christmas day
But the snow just turned to rain
I’ll fly away, holiday
Plan to spend the New Year in Santa Fe
Got a lot to gloat
New friends that I’ll get to know
They got my number
And that’s no wonder
Feeling exposed
I’m feeling like I have imposed
It’s no wonder
Man, it’s no wonder
That you would be there
You would be there
You would be there in my mind
Persimmon kisses
I start to miss it
Feelings growing too unkind
To make this easy
I’ll grab my bags
I’m leaving everyone behind
See me waving bye, bye, bye, bye
If I could be there
Then I’d be there
Then I’d be there in your heart
But I’m a mess
And I am so anxious
Always stall before I start
I’m learning nothing
Learning nothing
Learning nothing but falling apart
The leaves and wind are really all I’ve got
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Chestnuts
03:40
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Chestnuts roasting in a bed of coals
The sun has set upon us oh oh no
I can tell that it’s in your chest
Something warm gone cold
At this time each year you want to sing
At this time each year you don’t
The ‘rents called from the Southern Tier
They say, “There’re kids playing out in the snow.
Won’t you come and join the fun this year?
It’s never quite the same with you gone.”
Don’t want to say what they want us to say
But we’re all wrapped up in their role … of merry
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
The flakes have been falling
The days are getting dark
I search my soul for kindling
Anything to catch a spark
I know that he’s coming
There’s a Santa in a sleigh
He’s got a load of presents to deliver on the big day
But, I’m scared to say it:
“I think I’m getting coal
Or the threat of losing something precious
As I’m growing old”
Darlene, if you sing it
I know we’ll sing it too
Darlene come on and sing it
We really really miss you!
Christmas is a rollercoaster
Three cheers for the up and over
Christmas is the best time of the year
But only if you are here
The Beach Boys protect us
All through the summer months
But with the cold air friends and freckles
Fade out with the sun
It’s hard to motivate
At work when papers drown my desk
Quick calls to family seem to say:
“I think I knew them better then”
Driving home
The taillights clutter up my view
When her song comes on the radio
I have to talk to you
I know what I’m feeling
I know you feel it too
I know what I’m saying
I really, really love you!
Christmas is a rollercoaster
Three cheers for the up and over
Christmas is the best time of the year
But only if you are here
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You Are Invited
04:30
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Hearts can burst and sing
On suddenly remembering
Christmas morn
It takes me and breaks me
With joy every time
To be caught in its abandon
Land without setting sun
There’s food for my family
A warm cup of tea
You are invited
To share this with me
There’s food and there’s family
A warm cup of tea
You are invited
To share this with me
A bell, a clock, the truth, the fear
Chaos once far now draws quite near
While babes cocooned within their beds
Lie restful with untroubled heads
On foreign shores the nights are long
With keen unease the war drags on
Across both realms I’m stuck between
A prayer to God - reality
I prayed for light
I prayed for something
Awake at night
I grasp at nothing
“I saw your mom
Saw your grandmother”
What do I say?
My family’s shattered
I kneel in church
I don’t feel humbled
“I hate this place”
I hear her mumble
I hate this season
I hate this time of year
There’s food and there’s family
A warm cup of tea
You are invited
To share this with me
You are invited
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Matthew McLaughlin Maynard, Massachusetts
Singer-songwriter and wanna be crooner. For people that want to hear a bit of that "60s" sound translated into the modern era. Similar artists include Belle & Sebastian, Jens Lekman, and Billie The Vision & The Dancers.
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