Holidays

 

Never self identified with the places I was raised

Used to ask them all the time how long I’d have to wait

Said, don’t worry child you’ll be free of all of this one day

Just to return for most religious holidays

 

They fed me ancient artifacts as I sat inside their schools

Filled me up with anecdotes that offered little proof

Killed my future confidence by poisoning the truth

Left me tired & totally confused

 

Took me straight from public school & put me on a bus

Said I could find freedom, if I could cough the money up

So I studied People’s History & the poetry I loved

But mainly just got good at getting drunk

 

I met you in the city when I was twenty one

We used to stay out all night just to watch the sun come up

Could’ve stayed like this forever, but I did way too many drugs

Like the privileged little shithead that I was

 

Peered into the future through our exponential debt

Been reduced to a window we stood tapping on the glass

So much so, we didn’t really notice the collapse

We looked up one day & everything was black

 

Now I’m out of prison & I got me a friend at last

She don’t steal, or cheat, or drink, or lie

Never really thought that I would reach the other side

Thought I'd dig my whole life

Think I’ll stay here for awhile

APPEARS ON

CREDITS

Vocals & Acoustic Guitars -- Roger Harvey

Electric Guitars -- Adam Meisterhans

Bass & Keys -- Travis Humbert

Drums-- Mike Sneeringer

Violin -- Casey Driscoll

Additional Vocals -- Cassie Lopez

Recorded, Mixed & Mastered --

Justin Francis at Ronnie's Place in Nashville, TN