Hallway Weather

How do you know that it's winter again? For me, it's the hallways And gathering 'round, spewing empty amens And laughing hard with eyes glazed And I wanna be, more than anything Just a hair less tragic So let's go get a tree and stuff it in the trunk Just to Google how to put it up And you wonder how your parents did it When do you know somewhere is home? It'd be great to have some Christmas spirit Or friends that live close But I'm just as much a fantasist As I'm a lone ghost Last night I went on a walk after one Big Dipper was a spectacle But it didn't even come close to the frеshly-mowed lawns And the wasteful outdoor light fеstivals No you don't understand, I deeply love the sentiment If only Santa wasn't spoiled at 6 It'd probably all be different, and come December 10th I probably wouldn't be seasonally anemic (hahaha) One, two, three And you wonder how your parents did it When do you know somewhere is home? It'd be great to have some Christmas spirit Or friends that live close But I'm just as much a fantasist As I'm a lone ghost Oh-oh, ooh, oh, oh I'm a lone ghost