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Somewhere in the

this night and God

An angel sat a star

thinking very hard

To return once to the earth
He had assigned
And a gift for all of man
He was to behind

But this gift that he was to
not be taken from the heavenly court
And how he leave something behind
If could be brought

Now this was a puzzle
And he not how to start
When he felt a prayer from a child
Reach deep his heart

And his time was limited
To this one of the year
He could not ignore this child's
So he decided he would start

For though night was Christmas Eve
And dreams were all
Somewhere down below on
He had felt this child to doubt

A child who should been asleep
was climbing attic stairs
With her candle
And a Christmas prayer

Now, when they are called
They rarely appear
But more than not
gently whisper in one's ear

And when they to a child
On nights snow still glistens
The are much stronger still
That, that child, listen

So in room where shadows live
And ghosts that failed time forgives
Welcome friends, please awhile
Our story starts with one small
Who this night in an attic dark
Where are stored like sleeping hearts

Now, if you wonder why this child is
With all asleep and near
She's come up here to look for
In this place closest to the

For she had from friends who feel
That on this night is real
That no truly believe
In all these of Christmas Eve

This night that seems to a spell
Is the same world, tinseled well
And as she lay in bed that
She wondered if they be right

And she then who she might ask
About question that had been cast
For adults, she had told, you see
Are of this conspiracy

But in her becoming clear
The shadow of a child's

was one whose presence alone
Would reconfirm she had known

But this man, he was so seen
For he arrived when children dreamed
But if what she had was right
He should appear this night
So on this night so much at stake
She's that she would stay awake

But a problem came to mind
It seems that had not been kind
For their had been closed that year
Some bricks might fall, her father

So she had another plan
To hear when on the he lands
So with the ghosts here by fate
this night she sits and waits

Now as I'm you all must know
When one is waiting, time slow
And as she what to do
(her seeming far too few)

The Angel caused that child to
Behind a pile of books
Among these memories as junk
She there a well worn trunk

It was filled with toys and one old
And letters underneath
Some ornaments, a hand rung
And with a gramophone

A mix of forgotten words
melodies no longer heard
All of long forgotten lives
But here they had survived

letters that had caught her eye
Now in her hands seemed alive
And as each she unsealed
A small of the past was revealed

For Christmas weaves a life long
And of all remembers well
And as that child the past
Once that spell was cast

And as the child to read
this night of Christmas Eve
The plan, as you can tell
It was already well
So as the ghosts arise
In our song we'll summarize