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Amber called her uncle, said 'We're up here for the holiday, |
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Jane and I were having Solstice, now we need a place to stay.' |
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And her Christ-loving uncle watched his wife hang Mary on a tree, |
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He watched his song hang candy canes all made with red dye number three. |
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He told his niece, 'Its Christmas Eve, I know our life is not your style,' |
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She said, 'Christmas is like Solstice, and we miss you and its been awhile,' |
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So the Christians and the Pagans sat together at the table, |
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Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able, |
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And just before the meal was served, hands were held and prayers were said, |
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Sending hope for peace on earth to all their gods and goddesses. |
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The food was great, the tree plugged in, the meal had gone without a hitch, |
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Till Timmy turned to Amber and said, 'Is it try that youre a wtich?' |
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His mom jumped up and said, 'The pies are burning,' and she hit the kitchen, |
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And it was Jane who spoke, she said, 'Its true, your cousins not a Christian,' |
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'But we love trees, we love the snow, the friends we have, the world we share, |
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And you find magic from your God, and we find magic everywhere,' |
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So the Christians and the Pagans sat together at the table, |
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Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able, |
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And where does magic come from? I think magics in the learning, |
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Cause now when Christians sit with Pagans only pumpkin pies are burning. |
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When Amber tried to do the dishes, her aunt said, 'Really, no, dont bother.' |
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Ambers uncle saw how Amber looked like Tim and like her father. |
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He thought about his brother, how they hadnt spoken in a year, |
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He thought hed call him up and say, 'Its Christmas and your daughters here.' |
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He thought of fathers, sons and brothers, so his own son tug his sleeve, saying, |
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'Can I be a Pagan?' Dad said, 'Well discuss it when they leave.' |
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So the Christians and the Pagans sat together at the table, |
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Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able, |
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Lighting trees in darkness, learning new ways from the old, and |
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Making sense of history and drawing warmth out of the cold. |