Songtext von Vacation Days

Vacation days Foreign automobiles, So the kids are safe, Leather hands on the wheel. For porcelain plates, Beg and borrow and steal. It’s not what you make, But what makes you real. So ain’t it strange To spend all your days Watering a seed, Just hoping it bears your face? No one complains When the weather is warm Must be okay If there’s nothing wrong. It takes a plane, A bomb, or a baby, To wake you up When you’re lost in the lobby. So, why we birth? Why we look harder To find a womb To fill with a daughter? Or make a son With a girl that’s forever? You met her in high school, Said you would die together. You work harder Just to get closer But all of the days that you wasted away Won’t ever come back, now, will they? We work harder Just to get closer But all of the days that we wasted away Won’t ever come back, now, will they?