Album: Bells Merrily
Needles from the bough
Candles blink, and shimmer like a crown
You remind me to pause and wonder
Hands held on the hearth
Dickens read and remembered by heart
You incline me to sing
Of garland bright
This great light
Fills me with delight
This grand sight
Of grace and garland bright
Midnight on the eve
Clock strikes twelve, and bells clang in our dreams
We are warm from the wind and bluster
You whisper to me
Mysteries and secrets to believe
I perceive you may speak
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