Her Space Holiday
Sleepy California
The Young Machines
Ballone

I used to think that I knew
My way around this town

But I'm always getting lost
Since you're not around

I never thought that I would say this
But I miss my mom

Even though for all those years
We didn't get along

And when I stop to think about it
I guess we were the same

Too stubborn to apologize
Too filled up on rage

I wish she felt young again

When everything was new

When her father held her hand

And said, There's nothing you can't do?

And then I woke up to a phone call
Right On Christmas day

It said, Your grandmother is dying
In a painful way

Her lungs are filling up with fluid
Even as we speak

The doctor said that if she's lucky
She'll make it til next week

I had one last chance to see her
Right before I moved

But I didn't end up going
I used some lame excuse

I hope that she's not scared
Lying there alone

I hope she hears her husband's voice
Telling her she's coming home

It's just Sleepy California
But I just hope they know
It's just Sleepy California
How much I really care
It's just Sleepy California
How I want the best for them
It's just Sleepy California
Even though I'm hardly there

THE END