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"Christmas Confusion"
by Jeph Johnson
I wonder if I'm in her thoughts as I wander through this cold.
She's not in my arms this silent night and it's starting to get old.
'Twas the holy night before, meeting smile after smile after smile.
The wonders of her love, (like ghosts of lovers past) stockpiled.
Now it's beginning to look a lot like she doesn't care at all.
Do you hear? What I hear is like talking to a wall!
And the angels I have heard must be high on too much breathing.
It's the most wonderful time of a year in which she's leaving
I need a little more of her right this very minute.
I take back the love I have because she's no longer in it
Go tell it on the mountain right against the forest fence.
The midnight clear up on the housetop ain't coincidence.
She's all I want to lay to rest when the silent stars go by.
I've got no love to keep me warm. Baby, it's cold inside.
The stars in the sky looked down where we laid.
Over the hills and everywhere and mocked our masquerade.
The hopes and fears of all my tears in merry measure shed
Not joyful, yet triumphant, depression rears it's ugly head.
Into this winter wonderland; twelve days of ice and snow
Roasting on an open fire...Who wouldn't go?
What child is this in which I cannot speak her name
Who decks my halls with silver bells, discomfort and shame?
No creature was stirring, no hallelujah seemed right.
And Heaven and nature stopped singing too...To all a good night.
