Christmas In the Air
Hang the decorations tonight,
string the garland and the lights
pull out the storage boxes and start
it comes, the best season of the heart
but in all the things you find you must do
remember the reason for the yule;
the burning log warms us by the fire
the distant star glows with songs of the choir
and beneath the tree place the holy lady
with Joseph, Shepards, kings and the baby;
say a prayer and sing the sacred songs
this moment rights all our wrongs,
so I'll say it, tho you may not care
Merry Christmas - it's in the air.
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