Christmas makes me realize how greatly things do change 

Friends lose touch, people age, and family moves away 

But it is what had stayed the same that gives me the most tears 

For I've had the same Christmas cake for almost thirty years 



Granny made it back in sixty-eight and gave it to my mom 

Who gave it to her uncle who gave it to her son 

Who then gave it to me and that is where it stuck 

For I was only three months old and clearly out of luck 



Each Christmas of my childhood that fruit-brick would return 

My mom would place it on a plate and tell me I must learn 

That it is rude to get a gift and not put it to use 

And every year I'd take a bite and chip another tooth 



After fifteen years of misery I'd had all I could take 

That summer I went camping and dropped it in the lake 

I thought that I was rid of it, but on Christmas eve 

There it was "from Santa Claus" under the Christmas tree 



Each year I'd try to lose it but it would just return 

So I cried out "oh why have I been given such a burden?" 

A voice replied, "it's not a curse, but the greatest gift" 

"For when all else abandons you, you will still have it." 



For all of man's creations slowly waste away 

Relationships do crumble and buildings do decay 

The pyramids and stonehenge slowly disappear 

But if they were made of Christmas cake they'd last a million years