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Street-light Clorox-bottle
Ornaments and fire engines
You told me make a secret
Heed not my faint suspicion
Our fire department St. Nicholas
Laughs just like Mr. Trigleth
In a faulty white beard
And Mr. Trigleth’s never here
I have a faint suspicion
You’re sneaking gifts up the street again
For boys and girls less fortunate
All bundled in your custom Russian hat
Their folks may sigh a humble hooray
Just like the Newport Christmas Parade
New clothes never quite fit you
And I have a faint suspicion
Gary raid your top-shelf shirts again
Old Christmas gifts unopened
I failed to find a book on Tom Jefferson
You laughed when I library-borrowed them
Wrapped up like gifts meant just for you
Enjoy before they’re overdue
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Looking out through frosted glass
Winter evening, year is passed
Cold is chased away by flame
Never feel this warm again
Moon is long, it’s old
Feelings right as we are told
Winter solstice, feel the glow
Running round, the year must go
The tidings over radio
Waves are quieted by snow
Bundled up you hear the horn
Calling out for Christmas morn
Carols sung, bells rung to it
And there is joy in hearing it ….
Angels sing
Birds have gone, tops of trees
Snowy drifts on bed of leaves
Coloured lights atop those trees
Yuletide hallowed glow
Winter solstice, feel the glow,
running round… the year must go
This night. through the stars & sky
This night. Christmas Eve.
Brightly shone, this time of mine
The year just running away, to my dismay
My one wish will be
For kindness to thee
On Christmas day
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Kevin Earl - 64
03:00
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Staring out the window too excited to sleep
Tomorrow morning’s waiting with anything
head full of mystery
can’t wait to see what will be sitting underneath the tree
gift wrap goes flying up everywhere
mom with the camcorder to catch all the cheer
collapsing to the floor
overwhelmed with excitement for Nintendo 64
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my grandfather sings like soft cello strings
my mother sings like a trumpet
my brother sings like he’s busy and movin
shameless changing coasts and skylines
your thumb is a hammer
driving us home
tappin the beat of my heart
as i’ve grown
can’t take it for granted just bein alive
that i get to come home
see your face
in these lights
i wanna see you
and hold you like you held me
when i was just little
and snow got in my glove
and all there was was love
and all there was was love
and all there is is love
and all there is is
my heart like a hammer drivin us home
tappin the beat of your love as ive grown
can’t take it for granted just bein alive
that i get to come home
see your face
in these lights
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Santa, can you hear me?
Do ya want my list of things?
All I want for Christmas are brand new knees, while you’re at it take away my responsibility
Santa, do you ever get cold,
Driving that sleigh around the world?
But god damn I bet ya seen some things
Sliding in and out all those chimneys.
Santa, how’s mrs. clause?
Does she miss you when you’re gone?
Does she trust you with all those foreign women?
She’s got one shot a year at life without you in it.
She’s got a long list, but she’s been bad this Christmas.
Santa, one more thing, all I want for Christmas is world peace
And for my garden to grow green.
But I’ll settle for the world to stop burning.
And Santa, if you’re still there, take away the mess and leave me the affair
Because a secret is fun to keep
And I need room to breath.
I’ll get naked and dance around sing jingle bells till I pass out.
I’m drinking heavily lord help me now and there’s green and red tinsel all through the house.
I'm watching black and white movies on rerun where the snow is falling everyone’s in love
I’m getting paranoid cause I got a long list and I’ve been bad this Christmas
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Lights still dress the yard
Ceramic figurines, in windows standing guard
The driveway’s missing cars.
Such a drag
Paint a picture in my head,
of what I’m
Missing.
Is this still…
Christmas?
The scene inside the room
Mother sets the stage,
Father picks the tune.
The children will call soon.
What a thing
Everybody on a screen
Smiling.
Is this still…
Christmas?
A stranger holds the screen
Grandma’s in her chair
Body atrophying.
Can she possibly conceive?
Or is it just a dream,
Some forgotten gleam?
Waiting.
Is this still…
Christmas?
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7. |
Tumbleweed - Divine
03:04
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Hark the herald angels sing
All hail the baby newborn king
Can you help us
Can you give us a sign
Are you really divine?
Hark the herald angels sing
A child has come from Galilee
Can you help us
With your power and might
Are you really divine?
Hark the herald angels sing
Clothed in royal majesty
Can you help us
Would you give us your life
Are you really divine?
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Pinched by the close pins
We dry from the sandy water again, just hanging out
How did you do that?
Laying so calm in the ocean
Next to the dolphins
Cuz brother, you knew me
When we would scamper
Past the azaleas
Next to pecan trees
It’s a legend of the fireside
That we could fill some bags with sand
In the evening, luminarias
Christmas evening, luminarias
Braided in a schedule
Our eyes are in the clutches of eagles
It’s hard to look away
I’m anchored by turquoise
From grandma
A bright star in the black sky
Too soon come the words
That one of us will one day leave
A washcloth on his head
I’m playing cello by her bed
It’s a legend of the fireside
That we could fill some bags with sand
In the evening, luminarias
Christmas evening, luminarias
In the evening, luminarias
Christmas evening, luminarias
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Trimming down the end of year
Thanksgiving gone my dear
No leftover drink to cheer
Decorations switching gears
Missing quiet falling snow
Thinking it should be more cold
Not aligning with the golden
Holiday memories of old
What’s gonna be my Christmas wish
If I make it to the end of the year that is
Who’s gonna be my New Year’s kiss
If I make it to the end of the year that is
Hanging lights to steer the dark
Away from bringing down my heart
Getting beer from Village Market
Waiting for the glow to start
Looking at my gift for you
Sitting silent not a clue
It shall be returned in due
Time to settle down anew
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It doesn't snow here 'til after New Year's
When it's cold finally, it mostly ices the trees
I lie awake with the year's mistakes
When I think of holidays, I think of leaving this place
Do you recall — the strangest feeling of all?
Empty streets, without you or me
It's snowing, it's sleeting, all our time is fleeting
It's raining, it's pouring, if you're bored, you're boring
It's snowing, it's sleeting, it bears repeating,
It's raining, it's pouring, if you're bored, you're boring
Do you recall -- how we were in the fall?
I'll mail the shirt you left to your new address
Merry Christmas
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You're keeping me awake
I can't sleep a wink
You'll keep me awake
So I can see what you see
Cause you believe the sounds in the night
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