Uploaded November 2020 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
The first single from Matt Dorrien's EP 'My Christmas Plea', out now on Mama Bird Recording Co. Buy/save/stream/share: https://smarturl.it/mb046
/// Credits:
Written by Matt Dorrien
Produced by Ryan Oxford & Matt Dorrien
Recorded & Mixed by Ryan Oxford
Mastered by Timothy Stollenwerk
Cover Photo by Eric J. Loeffler
Cover Art by D.Norsen
/// Players:
Composed by Matt Dorrien
Strings written and arranged by Matt Dorrien
Piano & Vocals: Matt Dorrien
Upright Bass: Andrew Jones
Drums: Mike Lockwood
Cello: Skip von Kuske
Viola: Amanda Lawrence
Violin: Patti King
Violin: Kyleen King
/// Lyrics:
Sky steel grey
Windows cold as ice
We’ve burrowed away
Underground like mice
And until next spring that’s where we plan to stay
Sometimes it seems
Like only yesterday
We were kids with dreams
Big enough to break
And I still miss you every single Christmas Day
As seasons pass
We try to hold on
But soon lose our grasp
We are fleeting as the snow under the sun
So make the memories last
Patches of snow
Smell of old pitch pine
We U-Hauled, car in tow
I counted the bridges crying
Everything I loved we left in ‘89
Skyscrapers pass
Tunnels and tolls
Turnpike at last
We are fleeting as the snow under the sun
So make the memories last
As seasons pass
We try to hold on
But soon lose our grasp
We are fleeting as the snow under the sun
So make the memories last
The first single from Matt Dorrien's EP 'My Christmas Plea', out now on Mama Bird Recording Co. Buy/save/stream/share: https://smarturl.it/mb046
/// Credits:
Written by Matt Dorrien
Produced by Ryan Oxford & Matt Dorrien
Recorded & Mixed by Ryan Oxford
Mastered by Timothy Stollenwerk
Cover Photo by Eric J. Loeffler
Cover Art by D.Norsen
/// Players:
Composed by Matt Dorrien
Strings written and arranged by Matt Dorrien
Piano & Vocals: Matt Dorrien
Upright Bass: Andrew Jones
Drums: Mike Lockwood
Cello: Skip von Kuske
Viola: Amanda Lawrence
Violin: Patti King
Violin: Kyleen King
/// Lyrics:
Sky steel grey
Windows cold as ice
We’ve burrowed away
Underground like mice
And until next spring that’s where we plan to stay
Sometimes it seems
Like only yesterday
We were kids with dreams
Big enough to break
And I still miss you every single Christmas Day
As seasons pass
We try to hold on
But soon lose our grasp
We are fleeting as the snow under the sun
So make the memories last
Patches of snow
Smell of old pitch pine
We U-Hauled, car in tow
I counted the bridges crying
Everything I loved we left in ‘89
Skyscrapers pass
Tunnels and tolls
Turnpike at last
We are fleeting as the snow under the sun
So make the memories last
As seasons pass
We try to hold on
But soon lose our grasp
We are fleeting as the snow under the sun
So make the memories last










