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Somewhere in the

this night and God

An angel sat a star

While very hard

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

But this that he was to leave
Could not be from the heavenly court
And how could he leave behind
If nothing could be

Now was quite a puzzle
And he knew not how to
When he suddenly a prayer from a child
Reach deep his heart

And though his time was
To this one of the year
He could not ignore this request
So he he would start here

For though night was Christmas Eve
And dreams were all
down below on earth
He had this child begin to doubt

A who should have been asleep
was climbing attic stairs
With her solitary
And a single prayer

Now, when angels are called
rarely just appear
But more often not
gently whisper in one's ear

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

So in this room where shadows
And ghosts that failed time forgives
Welcome friends, please stay
Our story with one small child
Who spends this in an attic dark
Where dreams are like sleeping hearts

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

For she had heard from who feel
That nothing on this night is
That no adults truly
In all these of Christmas Eve

This night that seems to a spell
Is the same world, just tinseled
And as she lay in bed night
She if they might be right

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

But in her mind clear
The shadow of a child's

There was one presence alone
Would reconfirm what she had

But this man, he was so seen
For he only arrived when dreamed
But if what she had believed was
He appear this very night
So on this with so much at stake
She's determined that she would awake

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

So she had devised plan
To hear when on the roof he
So with the ghosts here by fate
Upon night she sits and waits

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 child to look
Behind a yellowed pile of
these memories disguised as junk
She noticed a well worn trunk

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

A mix of long words
With melodies no heard
All of long forgotten lives
But somehow they had survived

These letters had caught her eye
Now in her hands they alive
And as each she unsealed
A piece of the past was revealed

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

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