Текст песни Christmas Canon Rock

[narration]

Now All That Had Occurred Here This Night

The Angel Had Clearly Seen

Not Unlike An Old Fashioned Movie

Upon A Silvered Screen

That Borders On The Edge Of A

Forgotten Childhood Dream

And From All That He Had Witnessed

He Thought His Answer He Had Found

And Once More Unfolded His Wings

And Left Earth's Solid Ground

With Every Sweep Of Those Wings

Across Time And Space He Soared

Until He Found Himself Standing

Back In Heaven, Before His Lord

And He Told His Lord The Name Of The Father's Son

But Then He Hesitated

Like A Child In School Unsure Of His Answer

But The Lord, He Patiently Waited

Then The Angel Added The Names

Of The Parishioners At The Church

The Musicians, The Storyteller

The Operator And The Hospital Nurse

Eventually There Was Hardly A Person

That The Angel Had Missed

And Then At The Very End He Placed

The Father's Name, Also On That List

That Anyone Could Reflect His Lord's Son

Was Now The Angel's View

All It Took Was To Follow The Simple Word's Of His Son

"to Do Unto Others, As You Would Have Others Do Unto You"

Then The Lord Smiled At His Angel

And Said, "you Have Done More Than Your Task

It's A Gift That Eyes Rarely Have

That Can See Further Than They Are Asked."

And So This Night Is Ending

So Close To Where It Did Start

As The Angel Slept Deep That Night

Within His Lord's Own Heart

For Hope Never Dies

At Worst It Only Sleeps

And All We Surrender

Christmas Safely Keeps

Through The Cold Winter Nights

Of The Longest Decembers

Till Here By Starlight

We Begin To Remember

That In The Very End

The Message Christmas Is Sending

Is That It Is Never Too Late

To Change Any Life's Ending

[the End]

[after The End Or (the Next Day)]

So Christmas Eve Had Come And Past

But Not So Christmas Day

And Thus It Is, We Add A Final Act

Onto Our Yearly Play

A Taxicab Pulled Up To The Grand Hotel,

That Morning Somewhere Around Eight

And The Father With His Son Got Out

And Asked The Driver, To Please Wait

Then The Father Asked The Clerk If He Could Speak

To The Couple In Room Twelve Twenty-four

Adding He Did Not Know The Couple's Name

But Had Met Their Child The Night Before

The Clerk Answered Most Politely

That He Would Like To Fulfill His Wish

But The Room Number Twelve Twenty-four

In This Hotel, Did Not Exist

The Father Then Described The Little Girl

Her Age And Dress As Well

But The Clerk Said There Had Been No Children There At All That Week

Was He Sure He Had The Right Hotel?
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So The Father Started Wondering

If In The Cold Winter's Air

He Had Somehow Imagined The Entire Event

But Then He Realized, He Didn't Care

The Only Thing That Mattered

When All Was Said And Done

Was That He Was Reunited

With His One And Only Son

And When They Got Back Into Their Cab

He Heard A Ripping Sound

As The Contents Of His Wife's Folder

Spilled Out Onto The Ground

As He Rushed To Pick It All Up

He Grabbed The Picture First

Of Him And His Wife At The Age Nineteen

Long Before She Had Given Birth

And On The Back He Saw A Poem He Had Written To Her

Years Before They Had Wed

When They Were Young, Their Lives Just Begun

And Here Is What It Said,

"if A Single Tear Fell From Your Eyes Into The Ocean

And Then Washed Up On Some Far And Distant Shore

I Would Still Recognize That Teardrop

For In The End That Tear Would Still Be Yours"

And Then He Saw Another Picture

That He Had Never Seen Before

Of A Little Girl In A Russian Styled Coat

Standing With Her Parents, In Front Of Their Store

The Little Girl He Saw There

He Now Knew Was A Childhood Picture Of His Wife

But It Was Also A Picture Of The Little Girl

He Had Just Met On The Previous Night

And He Realized That Those Who Love

Death Cannot Divide

It Only Provides An Extra Soul

To Watch Over Us From The Other Side

And Together They Returned

Back To The Father's Home

And Shared The Best Christmas

That Either Of Them Had Ever Known

And Somewhere Across Eternity

Which In Distance Cannot Be Measured

The Mother Looked Down Upon Them Both

And Their Happiness She Treasured

And Later On Late That Night

When Her Son Was Drifting Off To Sleep

A Tear Once More Rolled From Her Eyes

And Trailed Across Her Cheek

But This One Was A Tear Of Joy

That She Could Not Keep Inside

And This Time She Followed It Through Eternity

Across The Great Divide

Till It Landed By Another Joyful Tear

That Her Husband Had Just Wept

And There Unseen She Joined Him

In The Silent Vigil That He Kept

For We Are All Born Mortal

Like Stars And Candlelight

And All That Really Matters

Is What We Do Before We Fall Asleep Each Night

[christmas Canon Rock]

This Night

We Pray

Our Lives Will Show

This Dream He Had

Each Child

Still Knows

We Are Waiting

We Have Not Forgotten

On This Night

On This Night

On This Night

On This Very Christmas Night