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there is water, there is snow

it's the little things

I wanna ride the waves down in Galveston when the hurricanes blow in

it came, a floweret bright, amid the cold of winter

wassail, wassail all over the town

who are these skeletons with guns, taking aim?

trust the wishing well, dance like Tinker Bell

jingle all the way

all I want for Christmas

all the world is waiting for the sun

signs of life from the smile on your face to the lines you rephrase

for the first time the past is past

just a voice like a riot rocking every revision

you sent me no letter, don't think I could forgive you

it's not what we have, it's what we believe

the waves will break every chain on me

only you are the life among the dead

when you're free to choose, but the choices leave you lost

and I've only got my brittle bones to break the fall