"The Ghosts Of Christmas Eve" lyrics. TRANS-SIBERIAN ORCHESTRA LYRICS. "The Ghosts Of Christmas Eve". SOMEWHERE IN THE UNIVERSE. BETWEEN THIS NIGHT AND GOD.
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The saloon has a radio/CD player and MP3 /USB connectivity. one cabin with double bed, with the possibility of installing one small, child size, upper single.
AN ANGEL SAT UPON A STAR. WHILE THINKING VERY HARD. TO RETURN ONCE MORE TO THE EARTH.
HE HAD BEEN ASSIGNED. AND A SINGLE GIFT FOR ALL OF MAN. HE WAS TO LEAVE BEHIND. BUT THIS GIFT THAT HE WAS TO LEAVE.
COULD NOT BE TAKEN FROM THE HEAVENLY COURT. AND HOW COULD HE LEAVE SOMETHING BEHIND. IF NOTHING COULD BE BROUGHT. NOW THIS WAS QUITE A PUZZLE.
AND HE KNEW NOT HOW TO START. WHEN HE SUDDENLY FELT A PRAYER FROM A CHILD. REACH DEEP INTO HIS HEART. AND THOUGHT HIS TIME WAS LIMITED. TO THIS ONE NIGHT OF THE YEAR. HE COULD NOT IGNORE THIS CHILD'S REQUEST. SO HE DECIDED HE WOULD START HERE.
FOR THOUGH THIS NIGHT WAS CHRISTMAS EVE. AND DREAMS WERE ALL ABOUT. SOMEWHERE DOWN BELOW ON EARTH. HE HAD FELT THIS CHILD BEGIN TO DOUBT. A CHILD WHO SHOULD HAVE BEEN ASLEEP. INSTEAD WAS CLIMBING ATTIC STAIRS.
WITH HER SOLITARY CANDLE. AND A SINGLE CHRISTMAS PRAYER. NOW, WHEN ANGELS THEY ARE CALLED. THEY RARELY JUST APPEAR. BUT MORE OFTEN THAN NOT.
THEY GENTLY WHISPER IN ONE'S EAR. AND WHEN THEY WHISPER TO A CHILD. ON NIGHTS WHEN SNOW STILL GLISTENS. THE CHANCES ARE MUCH STRONGER STILL. THAT, THAT CHILD, WILL LISTEN. SO IN THIS ROOM WHERE SHADOWS LIVE. AND GHOSTS THAT FAILED LEARN TIME FORGIVES.
WELCOME FRIENDS, PLEASE STAY AWHILE. OUR STORY STARTS WITH ONE SMALL CHILD. WHO SPENDS THIS NIGHT IN AN ATTIC DARK. WHERE DREAMS ARE STORED LIKE SLEEPING HEARTS. NOW, IF YOU WONDER WHY THIS CHILD IS HERE.
WITH ALL ASLEEP AND CHRISTMAS NEAR. SHE'S COME UP HERE TO LOOK FOR TRUTH. IN THIS PLACE CLOSEST TO THE ROOF. FOR SHE HAD HEARD FROM FRIENDS WHO FEEL. THAT NOTHING ON THIS NIGHT IS REAL. THAT NO ADULTS TRULY BELIEVE. IN ALL THESE THINGS OF CHRISTMAS EVE.
THIS NIGHT THAT SEEMS TO CAST A SPELL. IN THE SAME WORLD, JUST TINSELED WELL.
AND AS SHE LAY IN BED THAT NIGHT. SHE WONDERED IF THEY MIGHT BE RIGHT. AND SHE WONDERED THEN WHO SHE MIGHT ASK. ABOUT THIS QUESTION THAT HAD BEEN CAST. FOR ADULTS, SHE HAD BEEN TOLD, YOU SEE.
ARE PART OF THIS CONSPIRACY. BUT IN HER MIND BECOMING CLEAR. THE SHADOW OF A CHILD'S IDEA. THERE WAS ONE WHOSE PRESENCE ALONE. WOULD RECONFIRM WHAT SHE HAD KNOWN. BUT THIS MAN, HE WAS SO RARELY SEEN. FOR HE ONLY ARRIVED WHEN CHILDREN DREAMED.
BUT IF WHAT SHE HAD BELIEVED WAS RIGHT. HE SHOULD APPEAR THIS VERY NIGHT. SO ON THIS NIGHT WITH SO MUCH AT STAKE.
SHE'S DETERMINED THAT SHE WOULD STAY AWAKE. BUT THEN A PROBLEM CAME TO MIND. IT SEEMS THAT FATE HAD NOT BEEN KIND. FOR THEIR CHIMNEY HAD BEEN CLOSED THAT YEAR.
SOME BRICKS MIGHT FALL, HER FATHER FEARED. SO SHE HAD DEVISED ANOTHER PLAN. TO HEAR WHEN ON THE ROOF HE LANDS. SO WITH THE GHOSTS LEFT HERE BY FATE. UPON THIS NIGHT SHE SITS AND WAITS. NOW AS I'M SURE YOU ALL MUST KNOW. WHEN ONE IS WAITING, TIME MOVES SLOW.
AND AS SHE WONDERED WHAT TO DO. (HER OPTIONS SEEMING FAR TOO FEW). THE ANGEL CAUSED THAT CHILD TO LOOK. BEHIND A YELLOWED PILE OF BOOKS. AMONG THESE MEMORIES DISGUISED AS JUNK.
SHE NOTICED THERE A WELL WORN TRUNK. IT WAS FILLED WITH TOYS AND ONE OLD WREATH. AND SEVERAL LETTERS UNDERNEATH. SOME ORNAMENTS, A HAND RUNG PHONE. AND RECORDS WITH A GRAMOPHONE.
A MIX OF LONG FORGOTTEN WORDS. WITH MELODIES NO LONGER HEARD. ALL THREADS OF LONG FORGOTTEN LIVES. BUT HERE SOMEHOW THEY HAD SURVIVED. THESE LETTERS THAT HAD CAUGHT HER EYE. NOW IN HER HANDS THEY SEEMED ALIVE. AND AS EACH LETTER SHE UNSEALED.
A SMALL PIECE OF THE PAST WAS REVEALED. FOR CHRISTMAS WEAVES A LIFE LONG SPELL. AND MOST OF ALL REMEMBERS WELL. AND AS THE CHILD EXPLORED THE PAST. ONCE AGAIN THAT SPELL WAS CAST. AND AS THE CHILD BEGAN TO READ.
UPON THIS NIGHT OF CHRISTMAS EVE. THE ANGEL'S PLAN, AS YOU CAN TELL. IT WAS ALREADY WORKING WELL. SO AS THE GHOSTS GENTLY ARISE. IN OUT FIRST SONG WE'LL SUMMARIZE. In this room where shadows live.
And ghosts that failed learn time forgives. Welcome, friends, please stay awhile. Our story starts with one small child. Who spends this night in attics dark.
Where dreams are stored like sleeping hearts. And so it's here that they must wait.
Till someone wishes them awake. For somewhere on this night of nights. She's looking to believe. Here among the ghosts on Christmas Eve. And there near an old looking glass. There was a trunk from Christmas past.
That she had somehow missed before.