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Spring Road

Spring Road is quiet except for the dog
Ginger chases the deer and barks at the road
As the snow shines like diamonds in darkness, with the moon hanging low
Christmas came earlier this year than most
And I stare out the window alone as a ghost 
In this house full of silence that wasn't supposed to be so
The first one's the hardest, that's what they all tell me, you know

The kids were up early and under the tree
At a quarter to seven, but waited for me
To come down and play Santa, pass out all the toys that we bought
Trish made the turkey like you did last year
Bill and I watched the game, I drank too many beers
And we met at the door, shed a tear, and shared the same thought
The one thing that all of us wanted, nobody got

And I keep it together, I don't let it show for the sake of the kids
I wait for the quiet, save it for private like I always did

And it's lonely at Baxter's in the Friday night crowd
The place seems much too smoky, the band much too loud
They all send their condolences, nice, but it doesn't quite do
But the roof's finally fixed and we redid the floors
I'm still doing too much, maybe more than before
But it helps to keep busy, it helps to have something to do
All those things that we planned on but somehow just never got to

And I keep it together, I don't let it show for the sake of the kids
I wait for the quiet, save it for private like I always did
But I miss you so bad and I'm just so damn mad at you leaving like this

And Spring Road is quiet except for the song 
Of the birds in the morning and time marching on
So I while away at each day the best I know how
Birthdays will come, anniversaries will too
I will pass them all quietly, thinking of you
As I drink to your health, and drink to mine too and then sleep
Waking and wondering how all these memories will keep

Copyright © Rob Gable | Year Posted 2007

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