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OK so today i was in a wierd mood and it reminded me of my senior year of high school i dont know why but it did and so i started thinking back through all the stuff that happend and i was shocked to realize that was the year of 9/11 and i started thinking of how depressed i was and how the only time i had ever seriouly thought of joining the army was probably about the three weeks following and then i rember going into NYC for blowing up the ballons. I rember us going were not gonna let them fuck with us were gonna go ne way. so we went and i rember the hesience that was in the crowd almost as if they all thought something was gonna happen but then as the night went on it turned from paraniod to almost a feeling of togetherness that we were saying fuck you and here we are were fucking NYC. IT was amazing. ne way i thought about how people from tennessee and california were writting about the feeling in nyc but none ever wrote about after 9/11. well this is kinda my thoughts on it. It may not be all i wanna say or could cause i stillrember it like yesterday.
Christmas comes but once a year it’s the only time we have nothing to fear cause the world will be perfect for only this night
It all may come crash down tomorrow but today everything is a ok that’s the magic of a new York Christmas
Christmas day its puppy dogs and sing-a-longs its thinking the worlds not commercialized no matter what they say every thing is ok on Christmas on Christmas day
The monotony of grey drives everything away I know I should be feeling joy but all I get is stress of the season
To bad I can’t have you here with me one more night just for the memory of how things used to be
Christmas is having the ones you love not hoping their looking down from above
Its knowing that the world makes sense for just one night
Shopping malls bring only disparity, buying gifts and giving to charity
What happened to gifts that came from the heart
How can you find sanctity in a white dove when war took the ones you loved
So their not here with you on this Christmas night
The monotony of grey drives everything away I know I should be feeling joy but all I get is stress of the season
To bad I can’t have you here with me one more night just for the memory of how things used to be
Christmas in New York City is a very special time
Love is the blood that flows and water into wine
People start caring and strangers start sharing just to help some one
People forget the hustle and bustle and it becomes about fun
Some that you love may be looking down from above but that’s no reason to forget the ones that are still here
There may be this constant state of fear guess what that wont go away but knowing that we all have each other that’s here and here to stay
Christmas comes but once a year it’s the only time we have nothing to fear cause the world will be perfect for only this night
It all may come crash down tomorrow but today everything is a ok that’s the magic of a new York Christmas
Christmas day its puppy dogs and sing-a-longs its thinking the worlds not commercialized no matter what they say every thing is ok on Christmas on Christmas day
Christmas comes but once a year it’s the only time we have nothing to fear cause the world will be perfect for only this night
It all may come crash down tomorrow but today everything is a ok that’s the magic of a new York Christmas
Christmas day its puppy dogs and sing-a-longs its thinking the worlds not commercialized no matter what they say every thing is ok on Christmas on Christmas day
The monotony of grey drives everything away I know I should be feeling joy but all I get is stress of the season
To bad I can’t have you here with me one more night just for the memory of how things used to be
Christmas is having the ones you love not hoping their looking down from above
Its knowing that the world makes sense for just one night
Shopping malls bring only disparity, buying gifts and giving to charity
What happened to gifts that came from the heart
How can you find sanctity in a white dove when war took the ones you loved
So their not here with you on this Christmas night
The monotony of grey drives everything away I know I should be feeling joy but all I get is stress of the season
To bad I can’t have you here with me one more night just for the memory of how things used to be
Christmas in New York City is a very special time
Love is the blood that flows and water into wine
People start caring and strangers start sharing just to help some one
People forget the hustle and bustle and it becomes about fun
Some that you love may be looking down from above but that’s no reason to forget the ones that are still here
There may be this constant state of fear guess what that wont go away but knowing that we all have each other that’s here and here to stay
Christmas comes but once a year it’s the only time we have nothing to fear cause the world will be perfect for only this night
It all may come crash down tomorrow but today everything is a ok that’s the magic of a new York Christmas
Christmas day its puppy dogs and sing-a-longs its thinking the worlds not commercialized no matter what they say every thing is ok on Christmas on Christmas day