The Christmas Song
Adam Arcuragi
Every invincible letter
Comes singing in the sky
Promised song and foot fledged
And a brilliant flash of light
But oh the bells, oh the bells
Cracking itself in halfway room to cold
So this is where the smoke comes from
This is where the smoke comes from
And its getting close I know
When all of the lights outside are low
And you sat down at my side
And you whispered soft and slow
That before you can protest again
The car will take us home, my friend
Lay your head down and sleep awhile
When you wake we'll be home
Well, I wish that I was what you wanted to be
Wrapped up tight underneath your tree
And I taught myself like the high E string
So that when you pluck I sing
So this is where the smoke comes from
Oh, this is where the smoke comes from
And its getting close I know
When all of the tree silhouettes all glow
And you sat down on my side
And you lay your hands on mine
Singing softly
That before you can protest again
The car will take us home my friend
Lay your head down and sleep awhile
When you wake we'll be home
Share
More from Adam Arcuragi
Part Of The Sky
Adam Arcuragi
The Screen (Philadelphia)
Adam Arcuragi
Little Yellow Boat
Adam Arcuragi
Rsmpa (Respro-Selectively Mechanical Psychoactive Agriculture)
Adam Arcuragi
Rsmpa (Respro-Selectively Mechanical Psychoactive Agriculture)
Adam Arcuragi
Broken Throat
Adam Arcuragi
Broken Throat
Adam Arcuragi
The song the sinner sings
Adam Arcuragi
All The Bells
Adam Arcuragi
All The Bells
Adam Arcuragi
Bottom of the River
Adam Arcuragi
Lunch in Field Four
Adam Arcuragi
The Well
Adam Arcuragi
Parliament of the Birds
Adam Arcuragi
Come On, Come On
Adam Arcuragi
She Comes To Me
Adam Arcuragi
Lunch In Field Four
Adam Arcuragi
Bottom Of The River
Adam Arcuragi
The Birds Will Follow
Adam Arcuragi
The Ones That Bring The Morning Home
Adam Arcuragi