Just Like Christmas

Low

From a favorite EP — it’s one I play every year and it’s especially poignant this Christmas after Mimi Parker passed away too young, too soon.

Listening to it now, remembering her — I love these lyrics. Traveling through Stockholm in the snow doesn’t feel like Christmas. Not until they get to Oslo and feel young again…in their childhood beds.

Snow has little to do with it. It’s about going home and feeling loved. Or feeling the magic of youth again.

On our way from Stockholm,
It started to snow,
And you said it was like Christmas,
But you were wrong,
It wasn't like Christmas at all.

By the time we got to Oslo,
The snow was gone,
And we got lost,
The beds were small,
But we felt so young.

It was just like Christmas,