I reckon this is about folks going through the holidays for the first time without a loved one, particularly those at an advanced age. We're all heading that way, I suppose.
lyrics
v1:
First Friday, the month of December
and everything's ready to go
I must say, it don't feel like winter
And I'm praying for that first snow
ch:
And all our days led up to this
So many things we're bound to miss
But none so much, none so much
as that final kiss
v2:
First Sunday, the month of December
and nothing is quite what it was
Each day I am cursed to remember
Each day I am blessed because...
ch:
All our days led up to this
So many things we're bound to miss
But none so much, none so much
as that final kiss
Jody Stephens of Big Star and Luther Russell of the Freewheelers team for a radiant LP packed full of slide guitar and pop smarts. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 11, 2019