I've read these Christmas books so many times
I know the stories and I know the rhymes
I know the Christmas carols all by heart
My skulls so full it's tearing me apart
As often as I've read them somethings wrong
So hard to put my boney finger on
Or perhaps it's not it's really as deep as I've been lead to think
Am I trying much too hard?
Of course I've been this close to see
The answers right in front of me, right in front of me!
It's simple really, very clear
Like music drifting in the air
Invisible but everywhere
Just because I cannot see it
Doesn't mean I can't believe it