Bad Holiday - From Indian Lakes

I see it now in white

The whole house covered up

But you weren’t inside the night

The basement flooded up to the second floor

It’s a sad holiday

Does the snow melt away

And reveal the grass?

It’s the warmth of a kiss

Never speaking of it

And it all will pass

But you don’t want to see the lights

You don’t want the company to see you cry

You’re not one to make a fuss

You don’t have to come out of the room to us if you don’t want

I feel it now, you’re right

The whole house buzzing some

But you pretend to sleep and cover your eyes

And I had a gift for you when you’re downstairs

It’s a bad view from here

It’s the people you’re near

They’re all the same

It’s the place you grew up

Do you feel good enough?

A family in a way

But you don’t want to see the lights

You don’t want the company to see you cry

You’re not one to make a fuss

You don’t have to come out of the room to us if you don’t want to