Holidays - The Lonely Wild

Get yourself together

Brace for bad weather

Holidays are coming

To rip your heart open

I’ll be in the kitchen

Fixing up a drink or

Put your face on

Pretend nothing is wrong

Did you get just what you wanted?

Every year is haunted

With failure and promise

Keeping us honest

So get yourself together

Brace for bad weather

Holidays are coming

To rip your heart open

Just don’t freak out

Just don’t let me down

Feel the days falling

Early on the morning

Hide under the covers

Until you hear the fireworks

People start singing

Sleighbells, keep drinking

Miracles are waiting

To be found on the gutter

The myth?

it hangs on us

Holding back promise

That you don’t have to worry

Love is going to conquer

Go get yourself together

Brace for bad weather

Holidays are coming

To rip your heart open

Just don’t freak out

Just don’t let me down