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The Joy Formidable

My Beerdrunk Soul Is Sadder Than A Hundred Dead Christmas Trees

My Beerdrunk Soul Is Sadder Than A Hundred Dead Christmas Trees

Don't dread this dawn
Nostalgia sweeps on this day
Like a sharpened claw
But for now
Let's decorate ourselves
Let's look to the change
And the gift I'm about to give

Pale, moonlit sky
Raise in my fierce head and soothe it with lullabies
How much sadness wrapped
In roots the sadness hides
A cross ticks the box
Midnight service to hide behind

My beerdrunk soul is sadder than a hundred dead christmas trees

To pass the time that's all
To pass the time with you
Because
You make my spirit full

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