First-Second Year Holidays In Texas --------------------------------------------------- It's winter, in Texas It's the Holidays we all tend to enjoy Christmas, in Texas Oh, Will it ever snow? Just like in California It's not all that hot in winter But the best you'll get, is hail So rock around the square, waht is that? Contry folk songs, is that gener? Just a city girl, out in the country California beach, I don't miss But will it ever snow? Only in the mountians, perhaps. Looking for the pickle, in the tree. Is that even, a tradistion in the city? I've been doing it every Christmas, every year. Lighting these candles on some kind of stand Do I have to be relijous, to enjoy it? Do I need to be a country girl, to ride a horse? It's my second year of Christmas, out in Texas My first year, was kind of scares, for I'd just moved Why did I move? I moved away from friends, to stay with family. It's my second year of Christmas, out in Texas Though it feels like my first Christmas in Texas Will we have a tree and have a train? Will we exchange gifts, now that I'm an adult? Will everyone be together, or still be unpacking? It feels like my first time in Texas, celibrating Holidays. Will I spin a draidle, can I even find that thing? Will the lights be strung before November? Oh, I think we threw them out. Will we buy some more? Do we even have the money? All I want for Christmas, more than anything- Is to havee a really real Christmas We haven't had one sense momma's stroke By singing this song, I do mean the best of respect Hopefully these traditions, if I've said them wrong I honestly did not mean, to provoke People here in Texas, back in California, Just about everywhere They can be overly sensitive, yet harsh and rude all at ounce Will Christmas even happen? Does my family want to feel? It's my first-second year in Texas, for Christmas We can't hang stockings cause we're renting The ground is so dry, if we try- To light sparklers, will we go up in flames? All these religions, in parts of my family Do I even say Christmas, or just Holiday? All of these worries, in a new place Would I even have them, back in C.A? With all that has happened, I'm glad to say Even though our fmaily, is appart Even though, my sisters moved away Even though my brothers lost their way Even though my mother had a stroke Even though, half the time my dad calls me Sara Even though my grandmother is no longer with us Even though we have just enough money for food Even though we wont get or give gifts this Christmas With all that has haappend, I'm glad to say Apart 'physically' we may be, together 'in heart' we are Family and best of friends, we look to the sky and know We see the same sun every Sunday Just as we view the same moon, every holiday night It's my first-second year in Texas Celibrating in my heart, alone Yet loney, I can not be For as long as the sun rises For as ling as the moon shines The air and the ground, connects us all Even space is filled with energy I am, unsure What holidays to celibrate I can do them all with in my heart Yet I have nothing to offer Just a simple prair That one day, when we all leave this world We will be together, not appart We can spend every holiday As we stay together Past the end of time Perhaps my wish is selfish I don't exactly care which religion I just want to be, with friends and family Just as back when, only five years old We'd all be merely children Dancing around the big lit tree Singing our songs, spining our draidles Lighting our candles, enjoying wormth by the fire Drinking hot-cococ, eggnog and tea Perhaps my wish is selfish To want to be with everyone as children What's the point of Christmas If you can't want to believe? So I'll see, all my friends again My lost family, all around me In heaven or where ever Already thinking of Christmas And Still, it's not even Halloween! Alreadly thinking of Christmas Because of family It's my second year in Texas Yet feels like the first I could blame the stores and radio But I wont, because I know It wont bring grandma back It wont fix my momma's back and mind It wont make my dad care more, fore sure It wont make my sisters move in It wont drag my brother from hell It wont save my brothers from themselves It wont make my friends happy It wont fix anything to complain! I won't blame the sores and raido I'll just keep hoping- That some religion is part right Perhaps my wish is selfish But if any are true I'll see my family and friends Even if I die from heat in Texas End up in New York or the space station As long as I want to believe in something Could that something be "Care" alone? Just to care, for family and friends Could that be enough? Could that be enough? For this first-second year in Texas For all these different Holidays Could care be enough? Just wanting to care- Just one Holiday at the end All as chrildren, we pretend Together as children We play together May I make this, our wish? ------------------------------------------------------- Song Title: First-Second Year Holidays In Texas Date Written: 10/27/2014 Created By: MCtheGirL