This years Christmas song is an oldie but the twist I'll Be Home For Christmas but the story he tells before the song starts touches everyone to the core. This song will no longer be just the same old song sung with a different voice. The history of the song, the story that Killers frontman Brandon Flowers tells will reach everyone heart so when the song starts it will bring tears to your eyes as you remember you childhood and those who struggled, fought and loved so that everyone could have a free way to celebrate this Christmas/Hanukkah/Kwanzaa/Happy Holiday/or how every you feel to celebrate this wonderful gift to the world.
If you get the chance please listen to this wonderful song as well as my families favorite Jewel Joel the Lump of Coal. It might sound like a silly song but it has a message everyone needs to hear and feel.
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This one I love Joseph Better You Than Me. It might sound sacrilegious in title but it again it as a beautiful message.
"Well your eyes just haven't been the same, Joseph
Are you bad at dealing with the fame, Joseph
There's a pale moonshine, above you
Do you see both sides, do they shove you, around
Are you bad at dealing with the fame, Joseph
There's a pale moonshine, above you
Do you see both sides, do they shove you, around
Is the touchstone forcing you to hide, Joseph
Are the rumors eating you alive, Joseph
Are the rumors eating you alive, Joseph
When the holy night is upon you
Will you do what's right, the position is yours
Will you do what's right, the position is yours
From the temple walls to the New York night
Our decisions rest on a child
When she took her stand
Did she hold your hand
Will your faith stand still or run away
Run away
Our decisions rest on a child
When she took her stand
Did she hold your hand
Will your faith stand still or run away
Run away
When they've driven you so far
That you think you're gonna drop
Do you wish you were back there at the carpenter shop
That you think you're gonna drop
Do you wish you were back there at the carpenter shop
With the plane and the lathe
The work never drove you mad
You're a maker, a creator
Not just somebody's dad"
The work never drove you mad
You're a maker, a creator
Not just somebody's dad"
As a Parent this time of the year has so many different meanings now.
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