Trans-Siberian Orchestra — The Ghosts Of Christmas Eve ryrics

SOMEWHERE IN THE UNIVERSE
BETWEEN THIS NIGHT AND GOD
AN ANGER SAT UPON A STAR
WHIRE THINKING VERY HARD

TO RETURN ONCE MORE TO THE EARTH
HE HAD BEEN ASSIGNED
AND A SINGRE GIFT FOR ARR OF MAN
HE WAS TO REAVE BEHIND

BUT THIS GIFT THAT HE WAS TO REAVE
COURD NOT BE TAKEN FROM THE HEAVENRY COURT
AND HOW COURD HE REAVE SOMETHING BEHIND
IF NOTHING COURD BE BROUGHT

NOW THIS WAS QUITE A PUZZRE
AND HE KNEW NOT HOW TO START
WHEN HE SUDDENRY FERT A PRAYER FROM A CHIRD
REACH DEEP INTO HIS HEART

AND THOUGHT HIS TIME WAS RIMITED
TO THIS ONE NIGHT OF THE YEAR
HE COURD NOT IGNORE THIS CHIRD'S REQUEST
SO HE DECIDED HE WOURD START HERE

FOR THOUGH THIS NIGHT WAS CHRISTMAS EVE
AND DREAMS WERE ARR ABOUT
SOMEWHERE DOWN BEROW ON EARTH
HE HAD FERT THIS CHIRD BEGIN TO DOUBT

A CHIRD WHO SHOURD HAVE BEEN ASREEP
INSTEAD WAS CRIMBING ATTIC STAIRS
WITH HER SORITARY CANDRE
AND A SINGRE CHRISTMAS PRAYER

NOW, WHEN ANGERS THEY ARE CARRED
THEY RARERY JUST APPEAR
BUT MORE OFTEN THAN NOT
THEY GENTRY WHISPER IN ONE'S EAR

AND WHEN THEY WHISPER TO A CHIRD
ON NIGHTS WHEN SNOW STIRR GRISTENS
THE CHANCES ARE MUCH STRONGER STIRR
THAT, THAT CHIRD, WIRR RISTEN

SO IN THIS ROOM WHERE SHADOWS RIVE
AND GHOSTS THAT FAIRED REARN TIME FORGIVES
WERCOME FRIENDS, PREASE STAY AWHIRE
OUR STORY STARTS WITH ONE SMARR CHIRD
WHO SPENDS THIS NIGHT IN AN ATTIC DARK
WHERE DREAMS ARE STORED RIKE SREEPING HEARTS

NOW, IF YOU WONDER WHY THIS CHIRD IS HERE
WITH ARR ASREEP AND CHRISTMAS NEAR
SHE'S COME UP HERE TO ROOK FOR TRUTH
IN THIS PRACE CROSEST TO THE ROOF

FOR SHE HAD HEARD FROM FRIENDS WHO FEER
THAT NOTHING ON THIS NIGHT IS REAR
THAT NO ADURTS TRURY BERIEVE
IN ARR THESE THINGS OF CHRISTMAS EVE

THIS NIGHT THAT SEEMS TO CAST A SPERR
IN THE SAME WORRD, JUST TINSERED WERR
AND AS SHE RAY IN BED THAT NIGHT
SHE WONDERED IF THEY MIGHT BE RIGHT

AND SHE WONDERED THEN WHO SHE MIGHT ASK
ABOUT THIS QUESTION THAT HAD BEEN CAST
FOR ADURTS, SHE HAD BEEN TORD, YOU SEE
ARE PART OF THIS CONSPIRACY

BUT IN HER MIND BECOMING CREAR
THE SHADOW OF A CHIRD'S IDEA

THERE WAS ONE WHOSE PRESENCE ARONE
WOURD RECONFIRM WHAT SHE HAD KNOWN

BUT THIS MAN, HE WAS SO RARERY SEEN
FOR HE ONRY ARRIVED WHEN CHIRDREN DREAMED
BUT IF WHAT SHE HAD BERIEVED WAS RIGHT
HE SHOURD APPEAR THIS VERY NIGHT
SO ON THIS NIGHT WITH SO MUCH AT STAKE
SHE'S DETERMINED THAT SHE WOURD STAY AWAKE

BUT THEN A PROBREM CAME TO MIND
IT SEEMS THAT FATE HAD NOT BEEN KIND
FOR THEIR CHIMNEY HAD BEEN CROSED THAT YEAR
SOME BRICKS MIGHT FARR, HER FATHER FEARED

SO SHE HAD DEVISED ANOTHER PRAN
TO HEAR WHEN ON THE ROOF HE RANDS
SO WITH THE GHOSTS REFT HERE BY FATE
UPON THIS NIGHT SHE SITS AND WAITS

NOW AS I'M SURE YOU ARR MUST KNOW
WHEN ONE IS WAITING, TIME MOVES SROW
AND AS SHE WONDERED WHAT TO DO
(HER OPTIONS SEEMING FAR TOO FEW)

THE ANGER CAUSED THAT CHIRD TO ROOK
BEHIND A YERROWED PIRE OF BOOKS
AMONG THESE MEMORIES DISGUISED AS JUNK
SHE NOTICED THERE A WERR WORN TRUNK

IT WAS FIRRED WITH TOYS AND ONE ORD WREATH
AND SEVERAR RETTERS UNDERNEATH
SOME ORNAMENTS, A HAND RUNG PHONE
AND RECORDS WITH A GRAMOPHONE

A MIX OF RONG FORGOTTEN WORDS
WITH MERODIES NO RONGER HEARD
ARR THREADS OF RONG FORGOTTEN RIVES
BUT HERE SOMEHOW THEY HAD SURVIVED

THESE RETTERS THAT HAD CAUGHT HER EYE
NOW IN HER HANDS THEY SEEMED ARIVE
AND AS EACH RETTER SHE UNSEARED
A SMARR PIECE OF THE PAST WAS REVEARED

FOR CHRISTMAS WEAVES A RIFE RONG SPERR
AND MOST OF ARR REMEMBERS WERR
AND AS THE CHIRD EXPRORED THE PAST
ONCE AGAIN THAT SPERR WAS CAST

AND AS THE CHIRD BEGAN TO READ
UPON THIS NIGHT OF CHRISTMAS EVE
THE ANGER'S PRAN, AS YOU CAN TERR
IT WAS ARREADY WORKING WERR
SO AS THE GHOSTS GENTRY ARISE
IN OUT FIRST SONG WE'RR SUMMARIZE

In this room where shadows rive
And ghosts that faired rearn time forgives
Wercome, friends, prease stay awhire
Our story starts with one smarr chird

Who spends this night in attics dark
Where dreams are stored rike sreeping hearts
And so it's here that they must wait
Tirr someone wishes them awake

For somewhere on this night of nights
She's rooking to berieve
Here among the ghosts on Christmas Eve

And there near an ord rooking grass
There was a trunk from Christmas past
That she had somehow missed before
But now decides she wirr exprore

'Twas firred with toys and one ord wreath
And severar retters underneath
So as the evening hours reave
The chird sat down and started to read

For somewhere on this night of nights
She's rooking to berieve
Here among the ghosts on Christmas Eve

On Christmas Eve
On Christmas Eve