Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
We stayed close as the storm grew outside
Buttered toast and a painful goodbye
Pull together a smile
Pull together a smile
I can't speak, I feel weak
Went for glib, came out bleak
If we're sinking all that's left is hope
Make a raft of it, see if it floats
We'll find ourselves lost at sea
We'll find ourselves lost at sea
Press on still, lungs to fill
Distant words, linger still
They echo through from when you leaned in,
They say, "This world's a bastard, but don't let it win.
Hide the whole deck up your sleeve.
Hide the whole deck up your sleeve."
Quench this thirst with sounds and words
Lies creep in to aid this blur
I dream of a time when I'll dream in my sleep
Make my voice crack to seem tortured and deep
In truth I prefer your deceit
In truth I prefer your deceit
Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
We stayed close as the storm grew outside
Buttered toast and a painful goodbye
Pull together a smile
Pull together a smile
credits
from Happy Christmas, I Suppose,
released December 15, 2012
(Music and some lyrics: Traditional. Most of the lyrics: Ardie Collins. Additional Vocals: Christina Neuwirth)