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Somewhere in the

this night and God

An sat upon a star

thinking very hard

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

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

Now was quite a puzzle
And he not how to start
When he suddenly felt a prayer from a
deep into his heart

And though his time was
To this one night of the
He could not ignore this child's
So he decided he would here

For though this night was Eve
And dreams all about
down below on earth
He had this child begin to doubt

A child who should have been
Instead was climbing stairs
With her solitary
And a Christmas prayer

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

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

So in room where shadows live
And ghosts that learn time forgives
Welcome friends, please stay
Our story with one small child
Who spends night in an attic dark
Where are stored like sleeping hearts

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

For she had from friends who feel
nothing on this night is real
That no adults truly
In all things of Christmas Eve

This night that to cast a spell
Is the world, just tinseled well
And as she lay in bed that
She wondered if they might be

And she wondered who she might ask
About this that had been cast
For adults, she had told, you see
Are part of this

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

There was one whose alone
Would what she had known

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

But then a problem came to
It seems that fate had not kind
For chimney had been closed that year
Some bricks might fall, her feared

So she had devised another
To hear when on the roof he
So with the ghosts here by fate
Upon night she sits and waits

Now as I'm sure you all know
When one is waiting, time moves
And as she wondered to do
(her options far too few)

The Angel caused that to look
Behind a yellowed pile of
these memories disguised as junk
She noticed a well worn trunk

It was filled toys and one old wreath
And letters underneath
ornaments, a hand rung phone
And records with a

A mix of forgotten words
With melodies no longer
All threads of forgotten lives
But here somehow had survived

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

For Christmas weaves a life spell
And most of all remembers
And as child explored the past
Once again that was cast

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