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Somewhere in the

Between this and God

An angel sat upon a

While very hard

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

But this gift he was to leave
Could not be taken from the heavenly
And how could he leave something
If nothing could be

Now this was quite a
And he knew not how to
When he suddenly felt a prayer a child
Reach into his heart

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 mind becoming
The shadow of a child's

was one whose presence alone
Would reconfirm what she had

But this man, he was so rarely
For he only 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 would awake

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

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

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

The caused that child to look
Behind a yellowed of books
these memories disguised as junk
She noticed there a well worn

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

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

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

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

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