A Christmas song about a Christmas song
So far away from his home, Oakdale
He’s playing his epic song in the heat of the desert
I realised with my own minds eye
There’s really more to life than this silent night
Silent Night
You’ll believe the same if you let go
Give some warmth and some love and you’ll know
Can’t avoid the chance that you will fall
Never sure but it’s still worth a call
Born in a nice neighbourhood, as a child
He never took the light away from the Angels in the Choir
He never ran with the dogs in the sales
But It’s bought by Guardian readers every year in December
In December
You’ll believe the same if you let go
Give some warmth and some love and you’ll know
Can’t disguise a man to be a God
Never sure but it’s all that we’ve got
See the darkness creep over his face today
Just like he’s in an avalanche
Veil of tears
Merry Christmas
I believed the same after all
Give some warmth and some love and you’ll know
Can’t avoid the chance that you will fall
Never sure but it’s all that we’ve got
All we’ve got
All we’ve got
