Christmas Common by Lizzy Hardingham

 

Every year come December time, I know I’ll shed a tear

Swapping scores down the memory line for the brightest of the year

Now I know without a doubt last year I saw a blip

Happy memories simply running out, slipping through my fingertips

 

Last year I could use a little light

Driving over Christmas Common late last night

 

When the bed made of nettles was covered in snow

And the magical moments their faces did show

And the fountain of St Agnes with music did flow

Just when I needed it most

 

Stained glass windows framed a friend of mine in beaming holy light

Christmas bells they began to chime singing ‘O Holy Night’

 

Last year I was down, I took the blows

Driving over fields I saw the light on the snow

 

When the bed made of nettles was covered in snow

And the magical moments their faces did show

And the fountain of St Agnes with music did flow

Just when I needed it most

 

Last year I fell in to the abyss

Freezing falling stumbling in the dark, save me from this

 

When the bed made of nettles was covered in snow

And the magical moments their faces did show

And the fountain of St Agnes with music did flow

Just when I needed it most