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Somewhere in the

Between this and God

An angel sat a star

While thinking very

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

But this that he was to leave
Could not be taken from the heavenly
And how he leave something behind
If nothing be brought

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 time was
To this one of the year
He could not this child's request
So he he would start here

For though this was Christmas Eve
And were all about
Somewhere down below on
He had felt child begin to doubt

A child who should been asleep
was climbing attic stairs
With her candle
And a single Christmas

Now, when they are called
They just appear
But more than not
They gently in one's ear

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

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

Now, if you wonder why child is here
With all asleep and near
She's come up here to for truth
In this place to the roof

For she had heard friends who feel
That on this night is real
no adults truly believe
In all these things of Eve

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

And she then who she might ask
About this that had been cast
For adults, she had told, you see
Are part of conspiracy

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

was one whose presence alone
Would reconfirm she had known

But this man, he was so rarely
For he only arrived children dreamed
But if she had believed was right
He should appear very night
So on this night with so much at
She's determined that she would stay

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

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

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

The Angel caused that child to
a yellowed pile of books
Among memories disguised as junk
She noticed a well worn trunk

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

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

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

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

And as the child began to
Upon night of Christmas Eve
The Angel's plan, as you can
It was already working
So as the gently arise
In our first song summarize