Holiday Hours

I’m waking up; I’m getting out into the daily motion
I’m placing bets; I’m rising up to meet your day
It’s presentation of the perfect family expectation
Tinseled evergreens are losing their display

Stop and starters, winter partners, under doormat key
Warrior weekends, shallow deep ends

I don’t ever want to hear they won’t give what you need
I don’t ever want to hear
I don’t ever want to hear they won’t let you be
I don’t ever want to hear

They’re just the product of a childhood better left forgetting
You’re so the picture of an image I have seen
There’s a synopsis in the boxes housed on storefront shelving
A case of delving as the week’s unraveling

Basement bargains, in-law jargons, buy one/get one free
Sibling rivals, heirloom bibles, half-lit family tree

I don’t ever want to hear they won’t give what you need
I don’t ever want to hear
I don’t ever want to hear they won’t help you be
I don’t ever want to see

Walk to the front of the line ‘round the block
In the back of your mind to the place you left behind

And if you need some extra time to gather all your rations
I’ll keep the shop lights burning longer than today
Before the night, before you drive up to your parents’ hometown
And put your effervescent lights out on display

I don’t ever want to hear they won’t give what you need
I don’t ever want to hear
I don’t ever want to hear they won’t let you be
I don’t ever want to see

I don’t ever want to hear