In this room where shadows live
And ghosts that failed, learn time forgives
Welcome friends. Please, stay awhile.
Our story starts with one small child,
Who spends this night in a palace dark,
Where dreams are stored like sleeping hearts.
Now if you wonder why this child is here,
With all asleep and Christmas near,
It seems she long ago left home,
For reasons that are now unknown.
And time, it has erased her tracks
Until she felt she could not go back.
But this night will take her in,
So it’s here our story does begin.
For also here, inside this night
Hidden deep and out of sight
Is one, who came to be, it seems
The caretaker of forgotten dreams.
“Dear Mom and Dad, I...I don’t know how to ask this. I’m sorry for … I would like to please come home. If you could please send me …”
And as he watched this child arrive,
Into this world where dreams survive.
And in her eyes he saw the cost,
Of every dream that she had lost.
And he believes if you change one night,
It’s possible to change a life.
And now with lights long gone dim
He awakes the magic still within
And at midnight on this Christmas Eve
A Christmas spell he starts to weave.
So in this world of strange illusions and cinematic dreams
A child and her protector watched a tale about what Christmas means
If you wonder why she showed no fear,
When all these strange things did appear,
Perhaps in truth, she was asleep,
And these were dreams, and hers to keep.
But whether asleep or wide awake
We somehow know when we are safe.
And before her child’s mind could stray,
Another dream was sent her way.
He took her to a corner
With an old kinescope
That long ago spilled out dreams
And would again he hoped.
And placing a coin in its slot,
He bid her “Look Inside.”
Where shadows from the distant past
Could once more come alive.
And every dream that herein sleeps
Has a child whose heart it keeps.
And now for someone else’s sake,
One by one those dreams awake.
He handed her a program,
From a show that was long gone,
And pointed to the stage again,
Where the memories lingered on.
The most magical thing about this night,
We will now reiterate,
Is no matter where you are in life,
It never is too late.
And it’s good that we remember,
Just as soon as we’ve discovered,
The things we do in life,
Will often end up touching others.
So from a fading distant star
somewhere shining in the night,
We find a father far away,
Now reflecting in it’s light.
And so the story is over,
And it’s time to take our leave,
But may god keep you and protect you.
On this and every Christmas Eve.