Week 51
Icicles and Christmas Lights
"What the world needs now is another Christmas song like I need a hole in my head."
This week's theme was Christmas, so I re-worked a Christmas-themed song that I made a year ago. It was a long-overdue white elephant gift for my sister-in-law ... she sent me a detailed idea and I had to make it into a song. Her idea didn't involve Christmas, so I take the blame for that.
I re-did all of the drums, cut out some bits I didn't like, re-recorded some vocals, and generally tightened things up. Not sure if it's better, but I think so.
This feels full circle to me. I originally wrote it in about a week and it ended up being the catalyst for starting this crazy project in the first place.
Anyhow, happy holidays to all y'all. And a merry new year!
ICICLES AND CHRISTMAS LIGHTS
Waking up in the back seat
Hear his keys put the engine to sleep
Hear his soft voice telling me
We're home
Too tired to move my feet
Feel the rush of the winter air
As he opens the door to carry
Me inside
Past icicles and Christmas lights
I felt warmth on frigid nights
When he'd sing me to sleep
Helping her bake the cookies
The sweet smell fills my nose
And she lets me lick the frosting
From the bowl
When he walks in the front door
I run to give him a taste
Of the special things that we made
So proud
Icicles and Christmas lights
I deal cards at least I try
From his lap
While everyone laughs
At a joke that I don't
Understand
Then it’s like all of a sudden
The intervening years saw everything change
Now he doesn’t sing me to sleep anymore
And she never asks me to bake
I wish so badly
As years pass
I could go back
And I refused to be happy
If this is how the world is going to be
No one's gonna see the real me.
These ideas come to me
And I just want to know
Why they seem to let go
When I need them the most
Christmas Eve when the tears roll down
The disappointment on her face
As he lectures me that I should appreciate
I’ve heard it all a million times
I guess it’s finally sinking in
And my head is starting to spin
Icicles and Christmas lights
Take me back to those warm nights
Now I know
Why they seem to let go
When It feels
Like I need them the most
It’s because I don’t
When I think that I need them the most
I can do it on my own
When I think that I need them the most
I can come and I can go
When I think that I need them the most
And now it looks like it’s time to go
