Hours Outside in the Snow
Modern Baseball Lyrics


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I spent all of Christmas Eve fake angry at you for
Who knows what now or then and you spoke so fast
I just sat back relaxed and took you all in

I spent all of Christmas Eve trying to get warmer
After standing outside for hours knowing at this point
I'd be lucky to get any sleep
And I'll toss and turn until the early morning
Happily ignoring that my blue jeans
Didn't do a fucking thing for me
Against this cold

Sober or not, I locked everything you sent me
Cause what's better than seeing
What I'm missing daily
I guess what I'm trying to say is that

You might run, oh but I won’t hide
Shed an ounce of light
On my half-hopeless life
Don't let me go back

And though I'd like to say more
I guess, I'll just duck and cover
Almost praying that you trip over
The cluster of words I laid out before having to leave

But since you've taken the time to read so carefully
Everything I've ever sent
I guess I'll spend the next few lines
Hoping and wishing
Yet thanking appropriately

You might run, oh but I won't hide
Shed an ounce of light
On my half-hopeless life
Don't let me go back

To Erin: Please read later
'Cause I don't think I have the heart
To let you read this now
But if I had the heart
You know that I know better
This isn't how you say aloud





"Don't let me go back"

Overall Meaning

The song "Hours Outside in the Snow" by Modern Baseball is a heartfelt reflection on a bittersweet Christmas Eve spent with someone who the singer is clearly trying to move on from. The first two verses describe the singer's attempts to distract themselves from the cold and their emotions by being with this person, fake arguing with them and then listening to them talk so quickly that the singer feels relaxed. However, as the night progresses, the singer cannot ignore their feelings and struggles to find comfort against the cold, tossing and turning in their jeans. The bridge is a plea for this person not to abandon the singer, even though they might want to move on themselves - "you might run, oh but I won't hide / shed an ounce of light on my half-hopeless life / don't let me go back." The final verse is a letter to someone named Erin, whom the singer cannot bear to have read this now, but is hoping and wishing for reconciliation with.


The lyrics create a vivid picture of a lonely, isolated Christmas Eve spent with someone who has caused the singer pain. It's clear that the singer is trying to keep their emotions in check, pretending to be angry when they really just want to connect with this person. However, as the night wears on, the singer is forced to confront their feelings of loneliness and fear of abandonment head on. The final plea - "don't let me go back" - is a powerful acknowledgement of the singer's vulnerability and need for love and acceptance.


Line by Line Meaning

I spent all of Christmas Eve fake angry at you for
I spent Christmas Eve pretending to be angry with you for who knows what reason.


Who knows what now or then and you spoke so fast
I don't know what we were arguing about, but you were talking fast.


I just sat back relaxed and took you all in
I remained calm and listened to everything you had to say.


I spent all of Christmas Eve trying to get warmer
I was outside in the cold on Christmas Eve, desperately trying to stay warm.


After standing outside for hours knowing at this point
I knew I had been outside for hours and it was unlikely that I would get any relief from the cold.


I'd be lucky to get any sleep
I knew that, even if I did manage to get inside and warm up, I probably wouldn't be able to sleep.


And I'll toss and turn until the early morning
I will likely be too uncomfortable and restless to sleep.


Happily ignoring that my blue jeans
I am purposely choosing to ignore the fact that my blue jeans are not providing any insulation against the cold.


Didn't do a fucking thing for me
My blue jeans are completely useless in this situation.


Against this cold
I am struggling to stay warm in this weather.


Sober or not, I locked everything you sent me
I have saved all of the messages that you sent me, whether or not I was sober at the time.


Cause what's better than seeing
I enjoy looking at the messages you sent me.


What I'm missing daily
It reminds me of the things I miss about you every day.


I guess what I'm trying to say is that
I am trying to express something important.


You might run, oh but I won’t hide
I will not shy away or hide from you, even if you try to leave.


Shed an ounce of light
Help me find hope or positivity in my life.


On my half-hopeless life
My life is lacking optimism or hopefulness.


Don't let me go back
Please don't leave me or make me feel alone like I used to be.


And though I'd like to say more
I have more to say, but I'm hesitating.


I guess, I'll just duck and cover
I will try to avoid saying too much or scaring you off.


Almost praying that you trip over
I hope that you stumble upon or understand what I am trying to communicate.


The cluster of words I laid out before having to leave
The messages I sent you before, which I had to stop sending for some reason.


But since you've taken the time to read so carefully
I appreciate that you have taken the time to read and understand my messages.


Everything I've ever sent
All of the messages I have sent you.


I guess I'll spend the next few lines
I will continue my attempt to express my feelings.


Hoping and wishing
I am desperately hoping and wishing for something.


Yet thanking appropriately
I am grateful for your attention and understanding.


To Erin: Please read later
I have a message specifically for Erin.


'Cause I don't think I have the heart
I'm not sure if I'm brave enough to say what I need to say right now.


To let you read this now
I would prefer to wait for a more appropriate time for you to read this.


But if I had the heart
If I was feeling braver or more confident,


You know that I know better
I am aware of what I should or shouldn't do in this situation.


This isn't how you say aloud
This may not be the best way or time for me to express my feelings to you.




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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

tark h

I spent all of Christmas Eve fake angry at you for
Who knows what now or then and you spoke so fast
I just sat back relaxed and took you all in

I spent all of Christmas Eve trying to get warmer
After standing outside for hours knowing at this point
I’d be lucky to get any sleep

And I’ll toss and turn until the early morning
Happily ignoring that my blue jeans
Didn’t do a fucking thing for me
Against this cold

Sober or not, I locked everything you sent me
Cause what’s better than seeing
What I’m missing daily
I guess what I’m trying to say is that

You might run, oh but I won’t hide
Shed an ounce of light
On my half-hopeless life
Don’t let me go back

And though I’d like to say more
I guess, I’ll just duck and cover
Almost praying that you trip over
The cluster of words I laid out before having to leave

But since you’ve taken the time to read so carefully
Everything I’ve ever sent
I guess I’ll spend the next few lines
Hoping and wishing
Yet thanking appropriately

You might run, oh but I won’t hide
Shed an ounce of light
On my half-hopeless life
Don’t let me go back

To Erin: Please read later
Cause I don’t think I have the heart
To let you read this now
But if I had the heart
You know that I know better
This isn’t how you say aloud

“Don’t let me go back”



Ezequiel Gonzalez Aguirre

I spent all of Christmas Eve fake angry at you for
Who knows what now or then and you spoke so fast
I just sat back relaxed and took you all in

I spent all of Christmas Eve trying to get warmer
After standing outside for hours knowing at this point
I'd be lucky to get any sleep

And I'll toss and turn until the early morning
Happily ignoring that my blue jeans
Didn't do a fucking thing for me
Against this cold

Sober or not, I locked everything you sent me
Cause what's better than seeing
What I'm missing daily
I guess what I'm trying to say is that

You might run, oh but I won’t hide
Shed an ounce of light
On my half-hopeless life
Don't let me go back

And though I'd like to say more
I guess, I'll just duck and cover
Almost praying that you trip over
The cluster of words I laid out before having to leave



All comments from YouTube:

Nigel Cooper

For the past few years, it's been my tradition to listen to this song on Christmas eve, in August I was hit by a car and almost died. The thought that, even if people try to remember you after death and they still won't capture the nuances of your life, like this stupid little tradition I have, was really disheartening. I'm glad I'm alive and can carry on this tradition. Be safe out there people <3

tark h

I spent all of Christmas Eve fake angry at you for
Who knows what now or then and you spoke so fast
I just sat back relaxed and took you all in

I spent all of Christmas Eve trying to get warmer
After standing outside for hours knowing at this point
I’d be lucky to get any sleep

And I’ll toss and turn until the early morning
Happily ignoring that my blue jeans
Didn’t do a fucking thing for me
Against this cold

Sober or not, I locked everything you sent me
Cause what’s better than seeing
What I’m missing daily
I guess what I’m trying to say is that

You might run, oh but I won’t hide
Shed an ounce of light
On my half-hopeless life
Don’t let me go back

And though I’d like to say more
I guess, I’ll just duck and cover
Almost praying that you trip over
The cluster of words I laid out before having to leave

But since you’ve taken the time to read so carefully
Everything I’ve ever sent
I guess I’ll spend the next few lines
Hoping and wishing
Yet thanking appropriately

You might run, oh but I won’t hide
Shed an ounce of light
On my half-hopeless life
Don’t let me go back

To Erin: Please read later
Cause I don’t think I have the heart
To let you read this now
But if I had the heart
You know that I know better
This isn’t how you say aloud

“Don’t let me go back”

Adam Houtekamer

This band is seriously so cool.

Charlene Sabiston

I just found about 5 modern baseball songs I've never heard before.. this girl is in heaven ☺

Albert

Charlene Sabiston nameless ranger?

Eric Ward

Have you heard Green Eggs and Ham

doodle rose

dude this has always been my favourite mordern baseball song, so my jaw dropped when I found out this is Tommy's favourite too lmaoo my mans got good taste, amen

Nick Adams

seeing them live was perfect

Jack Long

I love how they took the time to get the actual voice mail of the girl the songs about and put it in the song

PugIGuess

And the voicemail is in the Your Graduation video

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