Good Nostalgia

Last night we had Thanksgiving, first week of December
 Wasn't until the first that I got home from tour
 The turkey wasn't ready until 9 PM or so
 And I ate so much, I just laid on the couch to a tryptophan coma
 The wind was still outside, the smell of turkey
 And the sound of the wind, the cold temperature
 Made me think of the "The Shining"
 We almost watched it but I said, "Let's wait until Christmas time"
 On Christmas, I religiously watch "The Shining"
 Good nostalgia, I believe it's called
 It makes me go back in time, makes me feel warm inside
 But I've not been in the mood
 To watch much of anything since I've been home
 Except the Black Sabbath documentary that I fell asleep to
 There's been so much, so much, so much on my mind
 My brain is still foggy with jet lag and I've not unpacked my bags
 Looking at them makes me think of the recent past
 Opening my luggage makes me think of the tours
 The airplanes, the dirty socks, the dirty T-shirts, and the ironing
 But it also makes me think of the shows
 That were sometimes spellbinding and other times soul-crushing
 But they all blew together
 Were they dreams or did they actually happen?
 For three hours I'm heaven, I'm heaven or I'm in hell
 And everyone's on trains and it's over
 And I'm so happy to finally come home to you
 To your love and your body and your warm heart
 I wake up every two hours and think
 "Where am I? What country is this? What city am I in?
 Is this Paris? Is this Madrid? Or London, or Dublin, or Rome?
 This hotel room looks so big," I think, "Where is the bathroom?"
 I stumble around and touching the walls, then I awaken
 Just a tad more realized I'm home
 And the December air is so cold
 I get back into bed and lay next to your warm beautiful body
 I don't want to grow old
 When I'm bed with you is when I'm most happy
 And when you leave for work in the morning
 I get separation anxiety
 When you're beside me, you always calm me
 You hear me out on all my worries
 You help me make sense of everything
 My God, last night on December 4th
 You cooked me a turkey with mashed potatoes and stuffing
 I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you