December Mourning - Manic Drive

Snow falls softly to the ground

The frozen air yields the tears

Silver bells fill the sound

It’s the beginning of that time of year

And the chorals sang

Soothes the soul

But this tragedy has marked a new remorse

And in this time as I wake

A new sad memory is placed

Two A.M.

on Christmas Eve

You rejoice with angels as I grieve

Still trumpets sound and church bells ring

This is my December mourning

On this beautiful December morning

Lights light up the Christmas tree

That briefly captivates me

Hear wind whistle through my door

Like whispers aiming to taunt my soul

To hear your voice

To smell your skin

To turn back time

To see you again

No one deserves to feel like this

On my melancholy Christmas

Two A.M.

on Christmas Eve

You rejoice with angels as I grieve

Still trumpets sound and church bells ring

This is my December mourning

Two AM on Christmas Eve

I remember you more than anything

Still people laugh and angels sing

This is my December mourning