Somewhere in the
Between night and God
An angel sat upon a
thinking very hard
To return more to the earth He had been And a gift for all of man He was to leave
But gift that 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 his time was limited To this one of the year He not ignore this child's request So he decided he would here
For though this night was Eve And dreams were all Somewhere below on earth He had felt this begin to doubt
A child who should been asleep was climbing attic stairs With her solitary And a single prayer
Now, when they are called They rarely just But more than not They gently in one's ear
And when they to a child On nights when still glistens The chances are much still That, child, will listen
So in this room where live And ghosts failed learn time forgives Welcome friends, please awhile Our story starts with one small Who spends this night in an dark dreams are stored like sleeping hearts
Now, if you wonder why this is here all asleep and Christmas near She's come up here to for truth In this closest to the roof
For she had heard from who feel That nothing on night is real That no adults believe In all things of Christmas Eve
This night that seems to cast a Is the same world, tinseled well And as she lay in bed night She wondered if might be right
And she then who she might ask About this question had been cast For adults, she had told, you see Are part of this
But in her becoming clear The shadow of a child's
There was one presence alone Would reconfirm she had known
But this man, he was so rarely For he only arrived when dreamed But if what she had believed was He should this very night So on this night with so at stake She's determined that she stay awake
But then a problem came to It seems fate had not been kind For their chimney had been closed that Some bricks might fall, her father
So she had another plan To hear on the roof he lands So with the ghosts left by fate Upon this night she sits and
Now as I'm sure you all know When one is waiting, time moves And as she wondered to do (her seeming far too few)
The Angel that child to look Behind a yellowed of books Among these memories as junk She noticed there a worn trunk
It was with toys and one old wreath And several underneath Some ornaments, a rung phone And records a gramophone
A mix of long forgotten With melodies no longer All threads of forgotten lives But here somehow they had
letters that had caught her eye Now in her hands they alive And as each letter she A small piece of the was revealed
For Christmas weaves a life spell And of all remembers well And as child explored the past Once again that was cast
And as the child began to Upon this night of Eve The plan, as you can tell It was already working So as the gently arise In our song we'll summarize