The Ghosts of Christmas Eve - 2003 Remaster

SOMEWHERE IN THE UNIBETWEEN THIS NIGHT AND GOD
 AN ANGEL SAT UPON A STAR
 WHILE THINKING VERY HARD
 TO RETURN ONCE MORE TO THE EARTH
 HE HAD BEEN ASSIGNED
 AND A SINGLE GIFT FOR ALL OF MAN
 HE WAS TO LEAVE BEHIND
 BUT THIS GIFT THAT HE WAS TO LEAVE
 COULD NOT BE TAKEN FROM THE HEAVENLY COURT
 AND HOW COULD HE LEAVE SOMETHING BEHIND
 IF NOTHING COULD BE BROUGHT
 NOW THIS WAS QUITE A PUZZLE
 AND HE KNEW NOT HOW TO START
 WHEN HE SUDDENLY FELT A PRAYER FROM A CHILD
 REACH DEEP INTO HIS HEART
 AND THOUGHT HIS TIME WAS LIMITED
 TO THIS ONE NIGHT OF THE YEAR
 HE COULD NOT IGNORE THIS CHILD'S REQUEST
 SO HE DECIDED HE WOULD START HERE
 FOR THOUGH THIS NIGHT WAS CHRISTMAS EVE
 AND DREAMS WERE ALL ABOUT
 SOMEWHERE DOWN BELOW ON EARTH
 HE HAD FELT THIS CHILD BEGIN TO DOUBT
 A CHILD WHO SHOULD HAVE BEEN ASLEEP
 INSTEAD WAS CLIMBING ATTIC STAIRS
 WITH HER SOLITARY CANDLE
 AND A SINGLE CHRISTMAS PRAYER
 NOW, WHEN ANGELS THEY ARE CALLED
 THEY RARELY JUST APPEAR
 BUT MORE OFTEN THAN NOT
 THEY GENTLY WHISPER IN ONE'S EAR
 AND WHEN THEY WHISPER TO A CHILD
 ON NIGHTS WHEN SNOW STILL GLISTENS
 THE CHANCES ARE MUCH STRONGER STILL
 THAT, THAT CHILD, WILL LISTEN
 SO IN THIS ROOM WHERE SHADOWS LIVE
 AND GHOSTS THAT FAILED LEARN TIME FORGIVES
 WELCOME FRIENDS, PLEASE STAY AWHILE
 OUR STORY STARTS WITH ONE SMALL CHILD
 WHO SPENDS THIS NIGHT IN AN ATTIC DARK
 WHERE DREAMS ARE STORED LIKE SLEEPING HEARTS
 NOW, IF YOU WONDER WHY THIS CHILD IS HERE
 WITH ALL ASLEEP AND CHRISTMAS NEAR
 SHE'S COME UP HERE TO LOOK FOR TRUTH
 IN THIS PLACE CLOSEST TO THE ROOF
 FOR SHE HAD HEARD FROM FRIENDS WHO FEEL
 THAT NOTHING ON THIS NIGHT IS REAL
 THAT NO ADULTS TRULY BELIEVE
 IN ALL THESE THINGS OF CHRISTMAS EVE
 THIS NIGHT THAT SEEMS TO CAST A SPELL
 IN THE SAME WORLD, JUST TINSELED WELL
 AND AS SHE LAY IN BED THAT NIGHT
 SHE WONDERED IF THEY MIGHT BE RIGHT
 AND SHE WONDERED THEN WHO SHE MIGHT ASK
 ABOUT THIS QUESTION THAT HAD BEEN CAST
 FOR ADULTS, SHE HAD BEEN TOLD, YOU SEE
 ARE PART OF THIS CONSPIRACY
 BUT IN HER MIND BECOMING CLEAR
 THE SHADOW OF A CHILD'S IDEA
 THERE WAS ONE WHOSE PRESENCE ALONE
 WOULD RECONFIRM WHAT SHE HAD KNOWN
 BUT THIS MAN, HE WAS SO RARELY SEEN
 FOR HE ONLY ARRIVED WHEN CHILDREN DREAMED
 BUT IF WHAT SHE HAD BELIEVED WAS RIGHT
 HE SHOULD APPEAR THIS VERY NIGHT
 SO ON THIS NIGHT WITH SO MUCH AT STAKE
 SHE'S DETERMINED THAT SHE WOULD STAY AWAKE
 BUT THEN A PROBLEM CAME TO MIND
 IT SEEMS THAT FATE HAD NOT BEEN KIND
 FOR THEIR CHIMNEY HAD BEEN CLOSED THAT YEAR
 SOME BRICKS MIGHT FALL, HER FATHER FEARED
 SO SHE HAD DEVISED ANOTHER PLAN
 TO HEAR WHEN ON THE ROOF HE LANDS
 SO WITH THE GHOSTS LEFT HERE BY FATE
 UPON THIS NIGHT SHE SITS AND WAITS
 NOW AS I'M SURE YOU ALL MUST KNOW
 WHEN ONE IS WAITING, TIME MOVES SLOW
 AND AS SHE WONDERED WHAT TO DO
 (HER OPTIONS SEEMING FAR TOO FEW)
 THE ANGEL CAUSED THAT CHILD TO LOOK
 BEHIND A YELLOWED PILE OF BOOKS
 AMONG THESE MEMORIES DISGUISED AS JUNK
 SHE NOTICED THERE A WELL WORN TRUNK
 IT WAS FILLED WITH TOYS AND ONE OLD WREATH
 AND SEVERAL LETTERS UNDERNEATH
 SOME ORNAMENTS, A HAND RUNG PHONE
 AND RECORDS WITH A GRAMOPHONE
 A MIX OF LONG FORGOTTEN WORDS
 WITH MELODIES NO LONGER HEARD
 ALL THREADS OF LONG FORGOTTEN LIVES
 BUT HERE SOMEHOW THEY HAD SURVIVED
 THESE LETTERS THAT HAD CAUGHT HER EYE
 NOW IN HER HANDS THEY SEEMED ALIVE
 AND AS EACH LETTER SHE UNSEALED
 A SMALL PIECE OF THE PAST WAS REVEALED
 FOR CHRISTMAS WEAVES A LIFE LONG SPELL
 AND MOST OF ALL REMEMBERS WELL
 AND AS THE CHILD EXPLORED THE PAST
 ONCE AGAIN THAT SPELL WAS CAST
 AND AS THE CHILD BEGAN TO READ
 UPON THIS NIGHT OF CHRISTMAS EVE
 THE ANGEL'S PLAN, AS YOU CAN TELL
 IT WAS ALREADY WORKING WELL
 SO AS THE GHOSTS GENTLY ARISE
 IN OUT FIRST SONG WE'LL SUMMARIZE
 In this room where shadows live
 And ghosts that failed learn time forgives
 Welcome, friends, please stay awhile
 Our story starts with one small child
 Who spends this night in attics dark
 Where dreams are stored like sleeping hearts
 And so it's here that they must wait
 Till someone wishes them awake
 For somewhere on this night of nights
 She's looking to believe
 Here among the ghosts on Christmas Eve
 And there near an old looking glass
 There was a trunk from Christmas past
 That she had somehow missed before
 But now decides she will explore
 'Twas filled with toys and one old wreath
 And several letters underneath
 So as the evening hours leave
 The child sat down and started to read
 For somewhere on this night of nights
 She's looking to believe
 Here among the ghosts on Christmas Eve
 On Christmas Eve
 On Christmas Eve