Every Holiday

Every holiday I feel that depression from all this division And we don't care, no we don't care, we're just sitting in my garage Talking to my aunt about the storm surge, icebergs, and spring in New England And a new ring on an old friend and mothers get impatient But maybe it's all worth it just to see if we can outrun it And I look at you across the room Your eyes like sinking balloons Merry Christmas, babe, I hope we make it through And it gets heavy, it starts raining And I start noticing the placement of your hand upon my spine The fading love is the darkest kind But somehow we'll forget tonight And go up on ladders stringing lights The gutter never shined so bright When every holiday I feel that depression from all of this pressure And we don't care, no we don't care, we just hope it don't stay long Talking to my aunt about the warm earth, cold words, and men that make decisions Lying on the TV cause the money skips the women But maybe it's all worth it just to see if we can outrun it And I look at you across the room Your eyes like sinking balloons Merry Christmas, babe, I hope we make it through Every holiday I feel that depression from all of this pressure But maybe it's all worth it just to see if we can outrun it And I look at you across the room Your eyes like sinking balloons Merry Christmas, babe, I hope we make it through --- Every Holiday - Mt. Joy