Shelma – Letras de Death Of A Holiday

it’s almost the fourth
and my sister called me yesterday
“michele, i’m coming over with the baby
we’ll move the bed, and we’ll set up the playpen
we’ll watch fireworks and eat barbeque”

but when did this become so habitual
the calender’s just like a blueprint for all the actions
but it’s a holiday, so we’ll all be, yeah i’ll be ok

it’s almost the fourth
but my grandfather died some years ago
so who’s gonna light all the fireworks?
i seriously think that she doesn’t want ‘em anyway
so i’ll buy them for my own satisfaction

yep, i’m just moving through all of the actions
i think maybe i still might be nine years old
it used to be a holiday, so let’s just be, let’s just be ok

it’s almost the fourth of july
i can’t help but feel that it’s special somehow
like it’s different from any other calender day
becasue it used to mean something to eat barbeque
and maybe it’s just a to-do list with all of the actions
but it used to be mean something when i was nine years old

it’s supposed to be a holiday, so it’s a holiday
it’s my holiday, my holiday

it’s almost the fourth and my sister called me yesterday
and my sister called me yesterday
we’ll move the bed, and we’ll set up the playpen
we’ll watch fireworks and eat barbeque”