A Christmas Song

 

This ain’t a breakup song
It’s not about what went wrong
It won’t drag on and on
It’s just a Christmas song

And it’s not a love song
Heard faintly across the restaurant
As sure as the day is long
It’s just a Christmas song

So when it’s getting close but feels so far
Silver Bells and credit cards
And it hits you in your heart
You’re not ready yet to let it come and let it go
And let another year start
And you feel like you’re doing it wrong
Well here’s a Christmas song

And it’s not a wedding song
So no finger-guns or singing along
By the time the turkey’s on
You’ll be sick of this Christmas song

It always comes so fast and hurts a bit
I want to make it last and feel all of it
It doesn’t feel like the way I remember it
Maybe that’s just it, the hardest bits are part of it
Maybe that’s just Christmas, kid
Sorta sweet and kinda sad
In the middle distance where life always lands
And it hits you like an avalanche
That we just want to feel the glow again, the glow again, the glow again

It’s not a myth or some cosmic test
It’s just some people out here doing their best
To make it special for the kids and that
They’re not ready yet to let it come and let it pass
And let another year end
Merry Christmas, I love you
Never question that
Safe to say I might be doing it wrong
But here’s a Christmas song

                    Christmas Song -Dan Mangan 

Guilty

 You know you know how it is with me baby

You know, I just can't stand myself
And it takes a whole lot of medicine
For me to pretend that I'm somebody else

- randy newman

I've Come to Realize

 Is it really gone forever when you see it all so clear

If you can't reach out and touch it was it ever really here
Maybe loving once is worth the pain of going on
But where does all the love go when you love someone who's gone?

        I've Come to Realize -Aubory Bugg

Don't Let Us Get Sick

 Don't let us get sick, don't let us get old

Don't let us get stupid, all right?
Just make us be brave and make us play nice
And let us be together tonight
Don't let us get sick, don't let us get old
Don't let us get stupid, all right?
Just make us be brave and make us play nice
And let us be together tonight

Warren Zevon

a little bit of

 Somewhere a pretty girl is writing invitations

To a wedding she has scheduled for the fall

Her man says, 'Baby, can I make an observation?
You don't seem to be having any fun at all
She said, 'You just worry about your groomsmen and your shirt-size
And rest assured that this is making me feel good
I think that love is so much easier than you realize
If you can give yourself to someone
Then you should

'Cause it's a little bit of everything
The way you joke, the way you ache
It is getting up before you
So I can watch you as you wake
So in the day in late September
It's not some stupid little ring
I'm giving a little bit of everything

Here's wishing...

 Here's wishing you the bluest sky

And hoping something better comes tomorrow
Hoping all the verses rhyme
And the very best of choruses, too
Follow all the doubt and sadness
I know that better things are on the way

Better Days- Kinks

anyone can whistle

 I can slay a dragon

Any old week-
Easy.
What's hard is simple.
What's natural comes hard.
Maybe you could show me
How to let go,
Lower my guard,
Learn to be free.
Maybe if you whistle,
Whistle for me.

- Stephen Sondheim