It’s Almost Christmas In Philly

You say “the worst part of the driving is over”

Even though it has only begun

This adventure we have embarked upon

Off to a good start

The mid-west in mid-December is colder than I could have imagined

But one can bare it with a worthy companion

We’re overtired, but we’ll manage

As gas station caffeine is our fuel

We’re setting forth with our baggage

It’s both emotional and literal

In this hire car, we’re on the right side though it feels wrong

Plug my phone in to play a folk song

It seems we came to look for the American dream without realising

It’s almost Christmas in Philly

They really go all out with these lights

This dense and decorative city is buzzing with suspense, as it will soon be draped in white

Run down so we fake ’til we feel wide awake

Long days longer nights on this road cloaked in ice

I sense you were stung, but I hope you can come to see

And know that you can lean on me

You say she broke your heart

You turned to art to ease the aching

She felt her mind was ever-changing

It all didn’t play out in the way that you thought nor the way you’d want

I know your wounds are still inflamed

It’s in the way you say her name out loud

But I have faith that it won’t be too long until someone who’ll take you as you are will be coming ‘round

Pitstops in ghost towns, see the landscape that surrounds

Turn gold in the light of the evening

In spite of hours travelling, time is rapidly passing us by my friend

And I’d do it all again though run down

But we fake ’til we feel wide awake

Long days longer nights on this road cloaked in ice

I sense you were stung, but I hope you have come to see

And know that you can lean on me