Xmas
THE CHURCH · Further / Deeper 2014 · Track 15 of 15
Drifting along at eventide, it was Christmas Loneliest day of the year if you're alone
Where you going to? Nobody knows What's it coming to? It's coming blow by blow
No snow for you No not today You stop your bridges And you burn them all away
Walking about, give me a shout, it was Christmas The saddest day of the year if you're still sad
Holiday spot, all hurrying up for the Christmas Those rich Italian girls with their mum and their dad
Rolling along quite nicely thanks Or lolling about our malleable shanks And the serpents cut through the surface With all their spray
Drifting around at the eventide, it was Christmas Loveliest day of the year if you're alone
Where you going to? I'm going home I suppose What's it coming to? It's coming and it shows
No cheer for you No not today They took your baubles and your tinsel And threw them all away
Where you going to? I'm gonna change my clothes What's it coming to? Well nobody knows
Where you going to? Where the wildflower grows Where's it coming from? Where the river flows
No cheer for you No not today They took your baubles and your tinsel And threw them all away
No snow for you No not today You stop your bridges And you burn them all away