The Night Before Thanksgiving

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Grant Glad & the Soo Line Loons

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It was the fourth Wednesday in November
And it felt like the Legion on railroad drive
Was turning into an unplanned class reunion
The snow hadn't started to fall yet
And it'd be another day before anyone turned on their Christmas lights
The purgatory of late autumn mixed well with this dull Minnesota town
The drinks I didn't need, and the people coming home that I wasn't prepared to see
It's hard to feel how fast time has passed
Until you see the faces on your graduating class
After they've added a few branches to the family tree
There's some teenagers at the bar trying to sneak a drink
And I can't help but think of how that used to be me
And every single beer I was drinking left me feeling left behind
Watch the prodigal sons out giving a tour of their former lives
While I'm just sitting here living out mine
I might be too old to run away
There's nobody trying to catch me anymore
There's no one trying to catch me anymore
I guess somewhere between the babies and the corporate jobs
Everyone just kind of stopped smoking out in parking lots
Cause the smoking section is empty except for me
And this used to be the best part of the party
Sure, I know these things will kill me
But I'd kill for a conversation that gives the world just two less strangers
But the smoking section is empty except for me
And Lord knows I can't hide outside forever
I light one up
Put it out
Say I'll quit
Light another
Put it out
Say I'll quit
One last time
Got another
She was holding a glass full of something she didn't have to hide anymore
And she'd grown out of the skin she used to have
She didn't seem phased by the time we won't get back
Asked how long I'll be staying in town
And something in her voice told me she knew I never made it out
We passed a flask back and forth as I walked her back past the cemetery
And as she headed towards her front door
We lingered both yearning for something more
Either from right now or from all the years before
We're old enough now to do whatever it is we want
Even if we won't
I'm still not sure what I'm supposed to be
But I know that tomorrow morning I'll be at my folks house for Thanksgiving
Aside from a few short years overseas
It's always felt like I've been two seconds too late to catch the last train out of here
But it's all just a cruel twist of fate
That any one of us aren't that one set of flowers out by the highway
All the worlds a stage and the lights just show your age
Thought we'd go out in blaze of glory before we finished our glory days
But there's something about your childhood bedroom
When you're going to sleep at thirty-two

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