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I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men
I thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along
The unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men
And in despair I bowed my head;
There is no peace on earth, I said
For hate is strong,
And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men
Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
The wrong shall fail
The wight prevail
With peace on earth, good-will to men
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Bring a torch, Jeanette, Isabella
Bring a torch, come swiftly and run
Christ is born,
Tell the folk of the village
Jesus is sleeping in His cradle
Ah, ah, beautiful is the Mother
Ah, ah, beautiful is her Son
Quiet now, while the child is sleeping
It is wrong to talk so loud
Silence now as we gather around him
Lest the sound should awaken Jesus
Hush, hush, see how fast He slumbers
Hush, hush, see how fast He sleeps
Hasten now, good folk of the village;
Hasten now the Christ Child to see.
You will find Him asleep in the manger;
Quietly come and whisper softly,
Hush! hush! peacefully now He slumbers.
Hush! hush! peacefully now He sleeps.
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Joy (Texasradiofish Mix)
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Flowers sleep underneath white blankets of snow
Do you think they know about Christmas?
Up above a turtle dove sleeps in her nest
Does she dream while she rests about Christmas?
Christmas, Christmas all wrapped up in bows
Who really knows about Christmas?
Christmas, Christmas a warm fire glows
Who really knows about Christmas?
I can’t really prove it to you
But somehow I know that it’s true
Do Magic elves with shiny bells
Live on the North Pole?
And do they really know about Christmas?
Is Santa’s Sleigh on it’s way?
The children they know
From the stories we’ve told about Christmas.
Christmas, Christmas all wrapped up in bows
Who really knows about Christmas?
Christmas, Christmas a warm fire glows
Who really knows about Christmas?
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It’s a frozen winter night
On a silver bed of snow
This silence stills the chill in my mind
With a warmth in my Soul from the moon all aglow
And the lights in our southern sky
Are the stars all aligned with the fable
Symbol of a miracle, where we become one
So I wait in the dark for the Sun
For the light, wait for the light
On this darkest eve of the year
Candles dance with our fire burning bright
Holding hands with the hope that our peace is right here
Angels with broken wings taking flight
There’s no night in the southern sky
And glowing wind with the northern auroras
Joined by this phenomenon, as we are all one
So I wait in the dark for the birth of the Sun
For the light, wait for the light
Awakened by light
And the lights in our southern sky
Are the stars all aligned with the fable
Symbol of the miracle, remembering we are all one
So I wait in the dark for the birth of the Son
For the light, wait for the light
Awakened by light
Here comes the light
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What child is this, who, laid to rest,
On Mary’s lap is sleeping,
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet
While shepherds watch are keeping?
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing;
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The babe, the son of Mary!
Why lies He in such mean estate
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good Christian, fear: for sinners here
The silent Word is pleading.
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing;
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The babe, the son of Mary!
So bring Him incense, gold, and myrrh;
Come, peasant, king, to own Him!
The King of Kings salvation brings;
Let loving hearts enfold Him!
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing;
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The babe, the son of Mary!
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When the last leaf falls from the tree
And the ground has turned to Autumn brown
And the summer clouds are now the eyes of winter
And the ice begins to form
Across the hills and valleys wide
And creatures sleep while four winds they do blow
Then, Here Comes the Snow
Here comes the Snow
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to go
Cause here comes the snow
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I’m watching the sunrise
With you
Not a cloud in the sky
Still cold here this morning
But by afternoon
A wind will be warming
Our city by the ocean
Where I’ve never seen it snow
But wouldn’t dream of leaving
No place I’d rather go
(California)
Ride to the promenade
On two wheels
Little lunch by the seaside
Near the cliff on a park bench
Where a date and her name is inscribed
Yea our city by the ocean
Where I’ve never seen it snow
The place we hid from Christmas
After He took her home
California winter
California
California winter
California
Our little dream of a paradise
Here and now in paradise
The peace rose in the garden
Is flowering
Despite these dark days
Tonight at our fire Orion
Will rise as you hold me, and we’ll celebrate
Our city by the ocean
Where we’ve never seen it snow
At Christmas new emotion
Stirring love, makes it grow
Oh the feeling by the ocean
Pulls my heart to my Soul
I wouldn’t dream of leaving
No place I’d rather go
California winter
California
California winter
California
No place I’d rather go
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Cold starry nights
A white crescent moon
Sugar and spice
On a long wooden spoon
Snow flakes and snowballs
Ice skates and sleighs
Mulled wine and mince pies
Fires all ablaze
Round shining eyes
Pink little cheeks
“Is that present mine?”
But no child must peek
Pine cones and candles, snow on the roof
The sound up above of a reindeer hoof
So many parcels, what can they be?
Under the skirts of a glittering tree
Piles of gifts
Christmas bells ring
Lights in the trees
And carols to sing
Mugs of hot chocolate
A big swirl of cream
Small cold noses
Warmed by the steam
Millions of toys
On Santa’s sleigh
Flying round the world
Before Christmas Day
Pine cones and candles, snow on the roof
The sound up above of a reindeer hoof
So many parcels, what can they be?
Under the skirts of a glittering tree
Hush, hush little children
Run up to your beds
“Or you’ll spoil the magic”
The Christmas Elves said
Wait for the morning
Then open your eyes
Santa has left you a lovely surprise
Be silent! Listen! Who’s on the roof?
Donner or Blitzen or Rudolph’s hoof?
The beautiful angel at the top of the tree
Under the skirts of a glittering tree
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This winter is feeling colder
This winter the night has come
To wrap us all in silver starlight
This winter could be the one
Where peace lives beyond imagination
With release of divided condemnation
With complete hope beyond a hesitation
To stand all together
This winter it’s getting warmer
At the North Pole and deep within
With warnings sounding all around us
This winter we just might begin
To make a change part of daily conversation
Increase our positive meditation
And cease all this needless degradation
To stand all together
For love and light
For love and life
We are circles concentric
Notes in one symphony
Our puzzle grows allometric
Pieces all connected just like you and me
This winter
This winter stand together
This winter
Take my hand and make a stand together
For love and light
For love and life
For love and light
For love and life
Let’s stand together this winter
Stand together this winter
Stand up together this winter
Take my hand and make a stand together
This winter
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I
look
up at the
norfolk island
pine outside the red
brick toilet block, the way
the ancient branches grow horizontally
straight out of the trunk and I remember our
childhood
christmas
tree.
Too
poor
to buy
a fresh one
every year and
perhaps before the plastic ones,
dad made one. In a block of jarrah,
a thick round trunk with holes drilled to
receive silver-frosted pieces of dowelling which reduced
in length symmetrically as they climbed the home-made tree.
over these were draped fringed green cellophane creased from being folded
and stored away from previous years. many of the kids here now would think it hilarious but we thought our christmas tree was beautiful. and with it came unspoken things that many of these kids don’t have. stability. consistency. two loving parents and a feeling
of abundance
that they may
never know.
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O come, O come, Emmanuel,
And ransom captive Israel,
That mourns in lonely exile here,
Until the Son of God appear.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.
O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free
Thine own from Satan's tyranny;
From depths of hell Thy people save,
And give them victory o'er the grave.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.
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I am not resolute.
I hope for the best.
I linger in the quietness until worry spurs my tightened chest.
I sit among my papers waiting for motivation to rush to me as if I were sorely missed and then, then I could attend to the sorting and the tidying that I glibly declare I shall complete. What a treat! To start the new year clean…
David cannot wait.
It’s just another year for me — growth and more maturity.
I need not reflect.
I hope for the best.
I cherish my loves, and their loveliness.
Not at all tired, I spy a satellite, or a star it seems, in the brief visible patch of sky between the window and the window pane, and upon that I mediate until I fall asleep. These days, they are active, my dreams.
Today is not the head.
‘Tis merely the turn of the calendar page and the date of my age. I have no intention to change.
I do not project.
I hope for the best.
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Our friends think we’re crazy
For not watchin’ TV
We’d rather sit together
And talk with the trees
Then garden ‘til we get dirty
Just to jump in the blue sea
The life we’re living baby
Fills all of my needs
Love is the answer
Yea and love is the gift
Baby love holds us together
Yea and love is at the top of my Christmas list
Love to hear you playing guitar
First thing in the morning
Philosophize
With the dog while we’re walking
Raise a glass eye to eye
When we dine every evening
I fall asleep
To your voice while you’re reading baby
Togetherness
That’s how we are blessed
Togetherness
Is our oasis in this wilderness
Love is the answer
Yea and love is the gift
Oh baby love holds us together
Yea and love is at the top of my list
Love is the answer
Yea and love is the gift
Oh baby love holds us together
Yea and love is at the top of my Christmas list
Talk together
Walk together
Read together
Sleep together
Plant together
Grow together
Cook together
Clean together
Sing together
Play together
Write together
Wrong together
Dream together
Dance together
Umm together
Ummm
hmmm hmmmm
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We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy New Year.
Good tidings we bring
To you and your kin
Good tidings for Christmas
And a happy New Year!
Now bring us some figgy pudding
Now bring us some figgy pudding
Now bring us some figgy pudding
And bring some right now!
We won't go till we get some
We won't go till we get some
We won't go till we get some
So bring some right now!
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy New Year.
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