Another Christmas where we have to tighten our belt
Because God plays favorites and makes it felt
He looks down from heaven while we pray for help
The Shepard tends to the fields while we fend for ourself
Every year we get slimmer wanting hope or a glimmer
And the prayers taste bitter cause they never deliver
Still we thank the divine. Our water, their wine
Where one plate is fuller than our table combined
There are moments in our life from which we'll never move on
Squeeze what you've got now. Tomorrow it's gone
There are homes of peace and loving we will never belong
All the joy that's in the world is worth it's weight in a song
How many prayers to repair the grudges?
To escape the clutches of glaring crutches?
One less Cratchet who will laugh among us
Long live my boy who enjoyed these suppers
A void has been opened that has not existed
Denial of my child's last smile on Christmas
Long live Tim as he's resting in peace
I look forward once again to taking strolls in the streets
As we're spit on by festive songs. They're caroled by liars
Every little bit of goodness in the world expires
The joy and love of husbands and of fathers grows tired
At the sight of little crutches and a chair by the fire
God help us everyone
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Another Christmas where we have to tighten our belt
Because God plays favorites and makes it felt
He looks down from heaven while we pray for help
The Shepard tends to the fields while we fend for ourself
Every year we get slimmer wanting hope or a glimmer
And the prayers taste bitter cause they never deliver
Still we thank the divine. Our water, their wine
Where one plate is fuller than our table combined
There are moments in our life from which we'll never move on
Squeeze what you've got now. Tomorrow it's gone
There are homes of peace and loving we will never belong
All the joy that's in the world is worth it's weight in a song
How many prayers to repair the grudges?
To escape the clutches of glaring crutches?
One less Cratchet who will laugh among us
Long live my boy who enjoyed these suppers
A void has been opened that has not existed
Denial of my child's last smile on Christmas
Long live Tim as he's resting in peace
I look forward once again to taking strolls in the streets
As we're spit on by festive songs. They're caroled by liars
Every little bit of goodness in the world expires
The joy and love of husbands and of fathers grows tired
At the sight of little crutches and a chair by the fire
God help us everyone
Because God plays favorites and makes it felt
He looks down from heaven while we pray for help
The Shepard tends to the fields while we fend for ourself
Every year we get slimmer wanting hope or a glimmer
And the prayers taste bitter cause they never deliver
Still we thank the divine. Our water, their wine
Where one plate is fuller than our table combined
There are moments in our life from which we'll never move on
Squeeze what you've got now. Tomorrow it's gone
There are homes of peace and loving we will never belong
All the joy that's in the world is worth it's weight in a song
How many prayers to repair the grudges?
To escape the clutches of glaring crutches?
One less Cratchet who will laugh among us
Long live my boy who enjoyed these suppers
A void has been opened that has not existed
Denial of my child's last smile on Christmas
Long live Tim as he's resting in peace
I look forward once again to taking strolls in the streets
As we're spit on by festive songs. They're caroled by liars
Every little bit of goodness in the world expires
The joy and love of husbands and of fathers grows tired
At the sight of little crutches and a chair by the fire
God help us everyone
Writer: Michael Radzwilla
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