Look around you, there’s a glow. A quiet calm yet rich tableau. Wood that’s smooth and dark with age, that resonates from a timeless stage.
Go back with me through time’s deep eyes to another Christmas in an older guise. The family gathered near the blazing hearth where the dinner’s cooking, where there’s noise and warmth.
They entertain themselves, they sing. Their music has a distant ring. But listen closely, what they say is what we all desire today:
CHORUS- Friends who love us. Room to breathe. Time to grow and heart’s at peace. Power to change when things go wrong. Having somewhere to belong...