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Somewhere in the

Between this and God

An angel sat upon a

While very hard

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

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

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

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

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

A child who should have asleep
Instead was climbing attic
With her solitary
And a single prayer

Now, when angels are called
rarely just appear
But more often not
They whisper in one's ear

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

So in room where shadows live
And ghosts that failed time forgives
friends, please stay awhile
Our story starts with one child
Who spends this night in an dark
dreams are stored like sleeping hearts

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

For she had heard friends who feel
That nothing on this night is
no adults truly believe
In all these things of Eve

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

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

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

There was one presence alone
Would reconfirm she had known

But man, he was so rarely seen
For he only arrived children dreamed
But if what she had believed was
He appear this very night
So on this with so much at stake
determined that she would stay awake

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

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

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

The Angel that child to look
Behind a yellowed pile of
Among these memories disguised as
She noticed there a well trunk

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

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

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

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

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