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The Lost Christmas Eve, Trans-Siberian Orchestra Words: Paul O'Nell Music: Paul O'Nell and Al Pitrelli Tempo: Slow BPM=60 Timing: 6/8 Key: Bm [Narration] (N.C.) Another year has come and past Like moments through an hourglass And at the end of this year's trail An offering, a final tale Of love, long lost And then refound And the child by which Those dreams were bound Of a dusty hotel That was long past old And the shadows and the memories Its hallways still hold For things that are old Have the best tales to tell And usually, They tell them well And so it's here, my dear children That our story truly starts When the lord sent once more to the earth An angel, with a childlike heart And on this night his mission was To find somewhere on this earth That human that best reflected his son And carried on his work And since this mission from his lord Had to be completed on this one night The angel quickly unfolded his wings And towards the earth took flight And this night, in case you have not guessed Was once more christmas eve When snow and light and angels' flights All together weave But of the angel's instructions There was one thing more That would make this journey to the earth Harder than all the ones before For the lord had also told the angel That he could only use his wings twice this christmas eve Once when he descended to the earth And once more when he would leave (not unlike ourselves some think, Or at least so I believe) Now this put quite a complication In what the angel planned For now he had to choose most carefully Exactly where he would land He needed to find a single place That would represent all mankind But humans were such a varied lot Such a place would surely be hard to find A single place where there would be Humans of every race and creed The rich and poor, the thrilled and bored The failures with those who succeed But after a few moments Carefully placed in thought The answer appeared in the angel's mind The city called new york And as he neared that city Where all those souls did dwell He felt himself being drawn towards An old, rundown hotel For in a city that usually had Guards at nearly every single door This one just had a sign that said "vacancies, There is always room for one more" Now why the angel decided to stop there He could not quite say the reason But he thought the sign upon that hotel Somehow fit the sentiment of this season Now even after all these years The building was still a work of art And though some facade had crumbled here and there Most still had their parts The walls were made of granite Not aluminum or steel And every pillar and ballistrade Still had it's artist's feel Every gutter had a gargoyle Every gargoyle had it's wings For angels can appreciate Other flying things So he landed on a cathedral roof Across the street from that hotel And looked down upon the world below Where all those souls did dwell And sitting on that rooftop With his friend the winter wind He gazed carefully at that scene below As he slowly took it in [The lost christmas eve] [Intro] Bm G A Bm G [Verse] 1

^AOn a ^Bmstreet in the night In the cold winter's light A ^Gchild stands alone and she's ^Awaiting And the ^Bmlight that's out there It just hangs in the air As ^Gif it was just hesi^Atating

And the ^Bmsnow it comes down And it muffles the sound Of ^Gdreams on their way to tomor^Arow And ^Bmwhen they appear This night will hold them near For ^Gwhere they will lead She will ^Afollow

[Chorus] 1

^EFor here in this city of lights This ^F#evening awakens The dreams that it might The ^Ewinter it conjures The spells it will weave The ^Fsnow gently covers the ground Christmas ^Bmeve^G ^A

[Verse] 2

In this ^Bmscene On this night There's an ancient hotel Where s^Ghadows they do tend to ^Awander And the ^Bmghosts that live here Hold each moment so dear For ^Gtime's not a thing one should ^Asquander And they ^Bmrecount their sand As it runs through their hand And ^Gexamine each moment for ^Ameaning It can ^Bmbe wished upon Till the moment it's gone Like ^Gday disappears into ^Aevening

[Chorus] 2

^EFor here in this city of lights This ^F#evening awakens The dreams that it might The ^Ewinter it conjures The moment is seized The ^F#snow gently covers the ground Christmas ^Bmeve ^G ^A ^Bm Merry ^Gchristmas Merry ^Achristmas Merry c^Bmhristmas Merry ^Gchristmas ^GChristmas ^AChristmas ^BmChristmas ^GChristmas

[Bridge]

^BmThrough this night The ^Gdream still ^Awanders As ^Bmit was meant to ^Gbe ^A And ^Bmevery year this ^Gnight grows ^Afonder Of ^Gchildren and circumstance Caught in this childhood dance ^AAs the world turns around Keeping dreams on the ground

^GWindows of frosted ice Prisming candlelight And ^Asomehow we Start to believe In the ^Bmnight and the dream As it cuts through the noise With the ^Gwhisper of snow As it ^Astarts to deploy In the ^Bmdepths of a night That's about to begin With the ^Gfeeling of snow As it ^Amelts on your skin And it ^Bmcovers the land With a dream so intense That ^Git returns us all To a ^Achild's innocence And then ^Bmwhat you'd thought lost And could never retrieve Is ^Gsuddenly there to be ^Afound On christmas ^Bmeve ^G ^A On christmas ^Bmeve^G ^A

[Outro]

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Trans-Siberian Orchestra - The lost christmas eve