Happy Christmas

It’s the middle of the night. I woke from slumber, thinking about the rough state this country’s in, the tough state our world’s in, and then this song comes to mind. And I feel a little better.

“Christmas Song”, Dave Matthews, c. 1993.

She was his girl, he was her boyfriend

Soon to be his wife, take him as her husband

A surprise on the way, any day, any day
One healthy little giggling, dribbling baby boy

The Wise Men came, three made their way
To shower him with love

While he lay in the hay
Shower him with love, love, love
Love love, love
Love, love was all around

Not very much of his childhood was known
Kept his mother Mary worried
Always out on his own

He met another Mary who for a reasonable fee
Less than reputable as known to be
His heart was full of love, love, love
Love, love, love
Love, love was all around

When Jesus Christ was nailed to the his tree

Said “Oh, Daddy-o, I can see how it all soon will be

I came to shed a little light on this darkening scene

Instead I fear I spill the blood of our children all around.”

The blood of our children all around

The blood of our childrens all around

So the story goes, so I’m told

The people he knew were

Less than golden-hearted

Gamblers and robbers

Drinkers and jokers

All soul searchers

Like you and me

Like you and me

Rumors insisted he soon would be

For his deviations taken into custody

By the authorities, less informed than he

Drinkers and jokers, all soul searchers

Searching for love, love, love

Love, love, love

Love, love was all around

Preparations were made

For his celebration day

He said, “Eat this bread, think of it as me

Drink this wine and dream it will be

The blood of our children all around

The blood of our children all around

The blood of our children’s all around

Father up above

Why in all this anger do you fill me up with love, love, love?

Love, love, love

Love, love was all around

Father up above

Why in all this hatred do you fill me up with love?

Fill me love, love, yeah

Love, love, love

Love, love, and the blood of our children all around

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