Christmas Day
I am a paper cut parade
Stuck in the twisted knuckle lines that block my way
She's in her concrete style today
She holds her breath while I sing tri-tone serenades
Where is my time?
Where is my glass of wine?
Where is my first walk back to school past labor day?
I made a promise to myself I aim to keep
That when I sink my teeth
I'll suck the sweetest rind
And when the compass hands collide
On this contagious river ride
I'll do my best to keep it high above the fray
You want me to coast across this line
I've never been one for just keeping time
And despite the price I pay
I'll keep on 'til I find my Christmas Day
Christmas Day
Its an equinox sigh
Its like a toddlers kiss goodbye
It's the perfect, the perfect, perfect harmony
She looks around the town and confides it can't be found
But I challenge her to look another way
And when the compass hands collide
On this contagious river ride
I'll do my best to keep it high above the fray
You want me to coast across this line
I've never been one to just keep time
And despite the price I pay
I'll keep on 'til I find my Christmas Day
I'll keep on 'til I find my own way
But I'm tired
So tired of keeping on
But when the world comes to task
I wont even ask
Cause I know
I know that that break of day won't come my way
As the sunset sky resolves my anxious day
My son walks in, he asks his day to play
My wife looks on, she's smiles her perfect way
Well OK
So maybe I've found my Christmas Day
I am a paper cut parade
Stuck in the twisted knuckle lines that block my way
She's in her concrete style today
She holds her breath while I sing tri-tone serenades
Where is my time?
Where is my glass of wine?
Where is my first walk back to school past labor day?
I made a promise to myself I aim to keep
That when I sink my teeth
I'll suck the sweetest rind
And when the compass hands collide
On this contagious river ride
I'll do my best to keep it high above the fray
You want me to coast across this line
I've never been one for just keeping time
And despite the price I pay
I'll keep on 'til I find my Christmas Day
Christmas Day
Its an equinox sigh
Its like a toddlers kiss goodbye
It's the perfect, the perfect, perfect harmony
She looks around the town and confides it can't be found
But I challenge her to look another way
And when the compass hands collide
On this contagious river ride
I'll do my best to keep it high above the fray
You want me to coast across this line
I've never been one to just keep time
And despite the price I pay
I'll keep on 'til I find my Christmas Day
I'll keep on 'til I find my own way
But I'm tired
So tired of keeping on
But when the world comes to task
I wont even ask
Cause I know
I know that that break of day won't come my way
As the sunset sky resolves my anxious day
My son walks in, he asks his day to play
My wife looks on, she's smiles her perfect way
Well OK
So maybe I've found my Christmas Day
I am a paper cut parade
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