Holiday
on the days that we were out wild 
with hardly enough to buy bread 
we were hazed by the night’s style 
and rudely thrown out of our bed 

followed on our walk 
late for the road we were on 
in the snow all around us 
soaked all the way down to our bones 

she’s just a holiday 
one you could 
easily steal me away 

narrow, the eyes are 
late to the show we arrived 
she could tell when she saw us 
we came from the outside 
the other side 

she’s just a holiday 
one you could 
easily steal me away from