‘Trans-Siberian Orchestra: The Lost Christmas Eve’ Album Lyric Starters
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The Lost Christmas Eve
“On a street in the night, in the cold winter’s light, child stands alone and she’s waiting.”
“And the light that’s out there, it just hangs in the air, as if it was just hesitating.”
“For here in this city of lights, this evening awakens the dreams that it might.”
“The winter it conjures the spells it will weave.”
“In this scene, on this night, there’s an ancient hotel where shadows, they do tend to wander.”
“And the ghosts that live here hold each moment so dear.”
“For time’s not a thing one should squander.”
“It can be wished upon till the moment it’s gone, like day disappears into evening.”
“Through this night the dream still wanders as it was meant to be, and every year this night grows fonder.”
“Windows of frosted ice, prisming candlelight, and somehow we start to believe.”
“In the depths of a night that’s about to begin, with the feeling of snow, as it melts on your skin, and it covers the land with a dream so intense that it returns us all to a child’s innocence.”
“And then what you’d thought lost and could never retrieve, is suddenly there to be found on Christmas eve.”
Christmas Dreams
“For in the dead of the night, gathering light, Christmas dreams.”
“I want to wrap all my moments around her.”
“I want to watch as she glitters the night, floats her dreams in the air.”
“People watch, children stare, at these tears of captured light.”
“Then it falls through the air of a winter’s sky till it captures a dream and it’s crystallized.”
“Let it go! Let it go! This old world that I know.”
“For soon everything will be changing, in a single glance, where it all enchants and every hope is worth saving.”
“Every hope is worth saving.”
Christmas Nights In Blue
“Just another night in [city name].”
“Snow comes down, looks real pretty.”
“Don’t know how but suddenly there you are.”
“Inside here, lights are low, but each song has its own glow.”
“You just can’t believe he’s really there.”
“Knows every song that Christmas got, even ones my brain has dropped.”
“Can’t believe but suddenly there you are, talking with strangers sittin’ cross the bar.”
“Suddenly, all are laughin’.”
“This night’s smart, always craftin’.”
“I got a drop dead simple childhood view of salvation.”
“Perhaps that’s how it was always meant to be.”
“And the more I add up all this information, it seems it all comes down in the end to you and me.”
“And a childhood prayer should never be denied.”
“And on this tree the lights are done, but the colors here are down one.”
What Is Christmas?
“What is Christmas? Could someone tell me that?”
“What is Christmas? Surely, I don’t know.”
“Everywhere there’s lights, who needs to color night?”
“Could this whole thing be planned?”
“I do not understand this Christmas.”
“Trees with colored lights, underneath they still are only trees.”
“Do you think that one day perhaps they might find that Christmas is kind of a disease?”
“Every year it’s waiting for me.”
“Every year it constantly defies – placing strangers there before me, spreading hope and cheer mixed in with happiness, fraternal bliss and other Christmas lies!”
“And there’s one more thing that I have discovered and I would now like you to know…”
“The reason for Christmas, I now realize, is an excuse to tolerate snow.”
“Snow! I don’t even like the sound of it.”
“Candles everywhere, a fire hazard any other day. Children light them, no one seems to care.”
“Every year it returns here and every year it’s waiting for me.”
“Why can’t Christmas disappear and just pretend it never saw me?”
“Every year I get my hopes up that it will somehow just leave, but every year i wake to find that once again it now is Christmas eve.”
Back To A Reason
“Got to get back to a reason.”
“Got to get back to a reason I once knew.”
“And this late in the seasons, one by one distractions fade from view.”
“Is your life the same?”
“Do ghosts cry tears? Do they feel years?”
“I’m looking for you.”
“I’m looking for I don’t know what.”
“I can’t see there anymore and all my time’s been taken.”
“Is this what it seems? The lure of a dream.”
“And I’m afraid to walk back through that door to find that I’ve awakened.”
“The parts of my life I’ve tried to forget, it’s gathered each piece and carefully kept.”
“The only reason i have left is you.”
What Child Is This?
“What child is this, who laid to rest, that I now find here sleeping?”
“Do angels keep the dreams we seek while our hearts lie bleeding?”
“Could you be this old and have your life just begin?”
“It begins.”
“Tell me how many times can this story be told?” After all of these years it should all sound so old.”
“But it somehow rings true in the back of my mind as I search for a dream that words can no longer define.”
Different Wings
“Dream, child, as childhood wants to do.”
“Dream all this night will allow.”
“Dream with an angel’s view out there safe in your clouds.”
“Wait for me now.”
“Stars have been rumored to see dreams within newborn eyes, and in their arms I believe they do keep safe until you arise.”
“I will be there for you no matter what tomorrow may bring.”
“This I will vow, I will be there.”
