On Christmas morning
Outside it was pouring
All was hopeless in this home
And no one speaking
No one creeping
To see if she was on the phone
And you were quiet
This routine riot is all but practical to me
And if we see it why can't we be it?
Can we let each other be?
Forget December
It won't be better than I remember it before
And this month only
Would be so lonely
And not so holy anymore
New year's eve came
But nothing had changed
All the problems just got worse
We sat in silence
The routine science
Could heal the sickness we reherse
And if I'm talking
My words are mocking
The deaf ears they have fallen on
These words are tainted
With years of jaded
In a sense thats all but gone
Forget December
It won't be better than I remember it before
And this month only
Would be so lonely
And not so holy anymore..
Anymore...anymore...anymore...
Forget December
It won't be better than I remember it before
And this month only
Would be so lonely
And not so holy anymore
Forget December
It won't be better than I remember it before
A silent night won't feel quite right
It's not so silent anymore..
Anymore...anymore...anymore...
On Christmas morning
Outside was pouring
All was hopeless in this home
Artist: Clint Mansell
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