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Is Being Christmas Time
Everything little thing, I write in rhythms,
To you i'll sing, when your on my mind,
nothing I can I bring, lying under the pines.
Reaching out, getting close, what its supposed, to be about,
Is being Christmas time,
My days are scenes, I frame in tight,
Filiming you, seems a shining light,
In the cold wind breeze, I won't fight
Young with old, some alone, looking under stones, to find those bold,
Is being Chrismas time,
Is being Christmas time,
A day of the year, or feeling we’re near,
settling fears, breaking our spears,
Yes it appears,
Is being Christmas time,
In my journals I note, stories of fate,
To you ill joke, meeting at the gate,
In a crowd of folks, I won't wait,
Present to past, with ears to hear, seeking to clear, days which lapse,
Is being christmas time,
Marry Christmas time
