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The week before |
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Thanksgiving |
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DayThis town puts up its old display |
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Streetlights hung with candy canes and bows |
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The earlier it gets each year |
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The scarcer is my |
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Christmas cheer |
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I guess I just like taking these things slow |
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I really don't remember much |
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Of Christmases growing up |
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Except the year the |
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Beatles came to play |
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On my record player that came from |
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SearsThat white album filled my ears |
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In 1968 on |
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Christmas |
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DayI haven't been to church |
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Since God knows when |
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I'm not someone who usually attends |
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Truth be told there's just two wishes |
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On my list every |
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ChristmasPeace on earth and a snow storm now and then |
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Now I pray that peace comes in our time |
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It's hard enough to keep from crying |
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When every bit of news just breaks your heart |
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The same old stories, same old songs |
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We dust them off when |
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Christmas comes |
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For one day we just try to do our part |
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And around here winter seems to come |
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With rain and mud and bits of sun |
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It's not exactly |
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Currier and |
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IvesI don't mind cold if it brings snow |
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Alberta Clippers come and go |
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But a dusting would make everything alright |
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Perhaps a |
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Christmas |
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Eve from long ago |
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Delivered |
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Christmas |
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DayWith knee high snow |
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It's something lost but not forgotten |
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Like candy hidden in a stocking |
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That makes me every year wish it were so |
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Because Christmas is for children's joy |
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For every single girl and boy |
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That's the truth we come to understand |
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But the memories that don't let go |
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Like Beatles songs and falling snow |
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Can make us feel innocent again |
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And maybe next year we won't go insane |
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When they rush to hang the bows |
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And candy canes |
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Because peace will shine in me and you |
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From Bethlehem to |
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TimbuktuEven if the forecast is for rain |
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Because peace will shine in me and you |
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From Bethlehem to |
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TimbuktuEven if the forecast is for rain |
