if god takes you he leaves

a huge footprint of love 

and kindness behind

which is where you once stood



and i know you're afraid

to get on the plane

after what happened that day

and selfishly i want you here in my way



but animals come 

and animals go

but love is just a laundry line 

we hang on until



we're dried out by the sun

and when you think your turn is done

you end up getting dirty

and it's all again begun



now words i think are just

a noisy dirty wind 

makes the trouble we get in 

so why do we speak



now we made another war

that's what men are good for

men with stupid insecurities

not a lot more



and satisfied they try

its written about again

but who the hell reads history?

apparently not men



cause nothing's guaranteed

except the politics of need

did the romans see the ship go down

or were they asleep?



i shouldn't expect to live 

and i shouldn't expect to die 

but i wouldnt mind being beside you, dear

on that laundry line to dry



and for my grandma and brother

my father and my mother

and you my sweetest lover

to you all i will say



merry christmas i love you

and god is above you

merry christmas i love you

and god is above you



merry christmas i love you