Holidays

Time passed, slipped away
Through the rivers of my veins
And now, when I look back
It's a tsunami of seconds

I know very well that I will never forget
How close we were
A landslide of feelings
And hope burning bright

Forced vacation
No job, kid, or wife

Happy days are always
Holidays are over

Virtual meetings
No more kids in the parks
Nothing will ever be the same
There are deer in the big city

Happy days are over
Holidays are always

My uncle is dying, my sister is crying
The teacher is on the run
My neighbor is naked and Margaret's baking
Her very first French soufflé

Holidays are over
Happy days are always
Holidays are over
Happy days are always