The Last And Lyrics - Provincial - John K. Samson

So, I'm the first one in again, 

With the quiet and the window growing snow, 

When I hear the furnace rouse itself 

From its slumber, somehow suddenly I know, 

As my eye stops on one curled up in my lesson plan 

That I'm just your little ampersand. 

When your voice springs from the intercom 

With announcements, and reminders, and a prayer, 

I remember how you made me feel, 

I was funny, I was thoughtful, I was rare, 

But like the jokes about my figure 

Kids think that I don't understand 

I know I'm just your little ampersand 

After Christmas holiday 

You never asked to drive me home again 

Sometimes in the staff room I 

Catch your eye with "why'd it have to end," 

But I know from how you worry at your wedding band 

That I'm just your little ampersand 

At the last conjunction after every other and 

I was just your little ampersand