A lot of things have happened
  Since the last time we spoke
  Some of them are funny
  Some of 'em ain't no joke
  And I trust you will forgive me
  If I lay it on the line
  I always thought you were a friend of mine
  
  Sometimes I think about you
  I wonder how you're doing now
  And what you're going through
  
  The last time I saw you
  We were playing with fire
  We were loaded with passion
  And a burning desire
  For every breath, for every day of living
  And this is my Thanksgiving
  
  Now the trouble with you and me, my friend
  Is the trouble with this nation
  Too many blessings, too little appreciation
  And I know that kind of notion¡ªwell, it just ain't cool
  So send me back to Sunday school
  Because I'm tired of waiting for reason to arrive
  It's too long we've been living
  These unexamined lives
  
  I've got great expectations
  I've got family and friends
  I've got satisfying work
  I've got a back that bends
  For every breath, for every day of living
  This is my Thanksgiving
  
  Have you noticed that an angry man
  Can only get so far
  Until he reconciles the way he thinks things ought to be
  With the way things are
  
  Here in this fragmented world, I still believe
  In learning how to give love, and how to receive it
  And I would not be among those who abuse this privilege
  Sometimes you get the best light from a burning bridge
  
  And I don't mind saying that I still love it all
  I wallowed in the springtime
  Now I'm welcoming the fall
  For every moment of joy
  Every hour of fear
  For every winding road that brought me here
  For every breath, for every day of living
  This is my Thanksgiving
  
  For everyone who helped me start
  And for everything that broke my heart
  For every breath, for every day of living
  This is my Thanksgiving