Somewhere in the
this night and God
An angel sat a star
While very hard
To once more to the earth He had assigned And a single for all of man He was to behind
But this gift he was to leave Could not be taken from the heavenly And how could he leave 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 into his heart
And though his time was To this one of the year He could not ignore this child's So he decided he start here
For this night was Christmas Eve And dreams were all Somewhere down on earth He had felt this child begin to
A child who should been asleep Instead was attic stairs her solitary candle And a single prayer
Now, when angels they are They rarely appear But often than not gently whisper in one's ear
And when they to a child On nights when snow glistens The chances are much stronger That, that child, listen
So in this room where shadows And ghosts that failed time forgives Welcome friends, please stay Our story starts one small child Who spends this night in an attic Where dreams are stored sleeping hearts
Now, if you wonder why child is here With all and Christmas near come up here to look for truth In this place closest to the
For she had heard from friends who That nothing on this night is That no truly believe In all these of Christmas Eve
night that seems 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 had been cast For adults, she had told, you see Are part of conspiracy
But in her mind clear The of a child's idea
There was one presence alone Would reconfirm she had known
But this man, he was so seen For he only arrived children dreamed But if what she had was right He should appear this very So on this night with so much at She's determined that she stay awake
But a problem came to mind It that fate had not been kind For chimney had been closed that year Some bricks might fall, her feared
So she had devised plan To hear when on the roof he 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 caused that to look Behind a yellowed pile of these memories disguised as junk She noticed there a well trunk
It was filled with toys and one old And several letters ornaments, a hand rung phone And records with a
A mix of forgotten words With no longer heard All threads of long forgotten But here somehow they had
These letters had caught her eye Now in her they seemed alive And as each letter she A small piece of the was revealed
For Christmas a life long spell And of all remembers well And as that child explored the Once again that was cast
And as the began to read Upon night of Christmas Eve The plan, as you can tell It was already well So as the gently arise In our first song we'll