from Into The Mystery

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If it wasn?t for the night

So cold this time of year

The stars would never shine so bright

So beautiful and clear



I have walked this road alone

My thin coat against the chill

When the light in me was gone

And my winter house was stilled



When I grieved for all I?d made

Out of all I had to give

On the eve of Christmas day

With no reason left to live



Even then somehow in the bitter wind and cold

Impossibly strong I know

Even then a bloom as tender as a rose

Was breaking through the snow

In the dark night of the soul

In the dark night of the soul



If it wasn?t for the babe

Lying helpless on the straw

There would be no Christmas day

And the night would just go on



When it seem that death has won

Buried deep beneath the snow

Where the summer leaves have gone

The seed of hope will grow



CHORUS



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