It’s getting late,
Let’s go home,
A walk in the snow
No need to walk alone.
All is quiet,
All is calm.
This is the birthday,
The dawning of the first day.
Do you remember what we said?
The quiet hunger that we fed?
Born of that night
We were we said…..
Our words were gifts blessed by the dead.
We said this is our silent night, this is our holy night.
There’s nothing to fear,
The past has gone.
Look to the day of giving,
That’s where we belong.
I am here,
You are safe.
I’ll wrap my arms around you
Feel my love surround you.
Can you still see our world of white?
No sense of cold, so warm inside.
We are made by the gifts that we bring…..
Given on the birthday of the new born king.
We sing this is our silent night, this is our holy night.
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