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Somewhere in the

this night and God

An angel sat a star

thinking very hard

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

But this that he was to leave
Could not be taken the heavenly court
And how could he leave something
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 though his time was
To this one night of the
He could not ignore child's request
So he decided he would here

For though this was Christmas Eve
And were all about
Somewhere down on earth
He had felt child begin to doubt

A child who should have been
was climbing attic stairs
With her candle
And a single Christmas

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

And when whisper to a child
On when snow still glistens
The chances are much stronger
That, child, will listen

So in this room shadows live
And ghosts that failed learn forgives
Welcome friends, please stay
Our story starts one small child
Who this night in an attic dark
Where dreams are like sleeping hearts

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

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

This night that seems to cast a
Is the same world, just well
And as she lay in bed that
She wondered if might be right

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

But in her mind becoming
The of a child's idea

There was one presence alone
Would reconfirm what she had

But man, he was so rarely seen
For he only when children dreamed
But if she had believed was right
He should appear very night
So on this night with so much at
She's determined that she would awake

But then a came to mind
It that fate had not been kind
For their chimney had been that year
Some bricks fall, her father feared

So she had devised plan
To hear when on the he lands
So with the left here by fate
Upon night she sits and waits

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

The Angel that child to look
a yellowed pile of books
Among these memories as junk
She noticed there a well worn

It was with toys and one old wreath
And several underneath
Some ornaments, a hand rung
And records with a

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

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

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

And as the began to read
Upon this of Christmas Eve
The Angel's plan, as you can
It was working well
So as the gently arise
In our first song we'll