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Joy to the World
00:56
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Of Dickens and Sad Men
04:45
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The days are shorter now, the nights are dragging on.
The beards of the huddled mass of men are growing long.
Memories of Christmas past and presents round the tree,
Long before the doors were shut, before the misery.
"A sad excuse to rob a man of his wage
Every December 25th anyway."
You've really got it coming man, how could you be so cruel?
The spirits will come knocking, and you will play the fool.
You've got a lot of waking up to do.
You'll never know yourself until you see the things you do.
This day will live forever in your heart.
The day you found redemption or the day it fell apart.
Change is an excuse, excuses never change
Situations where there's nobody to blame.
Expectations are a crutch - I'll never get enough.
So come and box my ears, come and draw me near
Come and say exactly what I need to hear.
Confrontations rule the day, so come and have a say
I've got a lot of waking up to do.
I'll make myself an offer that I know I can't refuse.
I've got a lot of waking up to do.
You'll never know the strength you've given me to make it through.
I've always been wary of a man who's selling hope,
When you're at the bottom of the well you take the rope.
I've spent half my life asking to be left alone,
Now I'll take the hand that will lead me home.
I've got a lot of waking up to do.
You never know yourself until you see the things you do.
This day will live forever in my heart.
The day I found redemption and the day I found a start.
I've got a lot of waking up to do.
I'll make myself an offer that I know I can't refuse.
I've got a lot of waking up to do.
You'll never know the strength you've given me to make it through.
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3. |
Feeling Everything Too
03:58
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You might find some crumbs on the table.
There's sure to be toys on the floor.
There's holes in most of the stockings
And the Christmas wreath fell of the door.
The house ain't a picture of beauty,
The white glove ain't coming up clean.
It's an imperfect holiday season,
And that's just the things you can see.
There's pain that I wish I could keep from you
There's loneliness, heartache, and sorrow too.
You need to know that I'll never leave you,
And I'm feeling everything too.
Let's string up some popcorn and berries
Bring me the glue gun we'll fix the wise men.
Turn on John D and the Muppets,
I've got to smile again.
We'll clean up the house with the eight track on
Decking the halls to the timeless songs
Far away from the nagging doubt,
We'll forget all our worries for now.
It's not what I wanted to give you
This heartache unwrapped in your hands.
I'd trade it in for a store full of joys
If I could, you understand.
We're turning out okay,
We'll keep the wolves at bay.
The darkness of our former days
Will fade and pass away.
We're turning out okay,
And we'll always have today.
The darkness of our former days
Will fade and pass away.
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Not Just the Surface
02:22
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I'm feeling peace on this winter holiday.
You hold my heart and the feeling's here to stay.
I've got a plan
I've got a purpose
I've got an ocean of possibilities
And some courage.
You've got my back
Not just the surface
You slowly broke my heart
But in the end it was worth it.
We can't be torn apart
We can't be made to let go
We're the granite in the ground
The light that's coming through the window.
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