[00:00.000] 作词 : Niki/Jacob Ray
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Niki/Jacob Ray
[00:14.145]How do you know that it’s winter again?
[00:20.437]For me it’s the hallways
[00:27.656]And gathering ‘round spewing empty “Amens”
[00:34.177]And laughing hard with eyes glazed
[00:41.331]And I wanna be, more than anything,
[00:47.442]just a hair less tragic
[00:55.018]So let’s go get a tree and stuff it in the trunk
[01:01.237]Just to google how to put it up
[01:08.088]And you wonder how your parents did it
[01:15.870]When do you know somewhere is home?
[01:21.830]It’d be great to have some Christmas spirit
[01:28.700]Or friends that live close
[01:34.715]But I’m just as much a fantasist as I’m a lone ghost
[01:57.018]Last night I went on a walk after 1
[02:03.311]Big Dipper was a spectacle
[02:09.877]But it didn’t even come close to the freshly-mowed lawns
[02:16.578]And the wasteful outdoor light festivals
[02:24.227]No you don’t understand, I deeply love the sentiment,
[02:30.820]If only Santa wasn’t spoiled at 6
[02:37.861]It’d probably all be different, and come December 10th,
[02:43.871]I probably wouldn’t be seasonally anemic
[02:51.843]1...2...3...
[02:54.315]And you wonder how your parents did it
[03:02.076]When do you know somewhere is home?
[03:08.031]It’d be great to have some Christmas spirit
[03:15.084]Or friends that live close
[03:21.074]But I’m just as much a fantasist as I’m a lone ghost
作词 : Niki/Jacob Ray
作曲 : Niki/Jacob Ray
How do you know that it’s winter again?
For me it’s the hallways
And gathering ‘round spewing empty “Amens”
And laughing hard with eyes glazed
And I wanna be, more than anything,
just a hair less tragic
So let’s go get a tree and stuff it in the trunk
Just to google how to put it up
And you wonder how your parents did it
When do you know somewhere is home?
It’d be great to have some Christmas spirit
Or friends that live close
But I’m just as much a fantasist as I’m a lone ghost
Last night I went on a walk after 1
Big Dipper was a spectacle
But it didn’t even come close to the freshly-mowed lawns
And the wasteful outdoor light festivals
No you don’t understand, I deeply love the sentiment,
If only Santa wasn’t spoiled at 6
It’d probably all be different, and come December 10th,
I probably wouldn’t be seasonally anemic
1...2...3...
And you wonder how your parents did it
When do you know somewhere is home?
It’d be great to have some Christmas spirit
Or friends that live close
But I’m just as much a fantasist as I’m a lone ghost