Sounds,
the summer sun comes down
I can hardly see the window
from here now
Here and now
The snow,
in waves you'll never know,
through this ever-changing midnight
Just let it go
Hey, on this sacred, sun-rinsed day
They'll sell our culture and
they'll sell the ways, the blaming
Standing still, we'll fall
Burn this sadness from my soul, babe
I guess that's all
Fear, and the sky begins to clear
Through this ever-changing midnight
Christmas cheer
Christmas cheer