The Nightmare Before Christmas
Here it is Christmas Eve so I thought I would post this random nonsense for no reason.
If the thread sucks close it! haermm
Christmas time is buzzing in my skull. Will it let me be? I cannot tell.
There are so many things I cannot grasp. When I think I've got it, and then at last.
Through my bony fingers it does slip. Like a snowflake in a fiery grip.
Something's here I'm not getting. Though I try, I keep forgetting.
Like a memory, long since past. Here in an instant, gone in a flash.
What does it mean? What does it mean?
In these little bric-a-brac. A secret's waiting to be cracked.
These dolls and toys confuse me so. Confound it all, I love it though.
Simple objects, nothing more. But something's hidden through a door.
Though I do not have the key. Something's there I cannot see.
What does it mean? What does it mean?
What does it mean? Hmm...
I've read these Christmas books so many times .I know the stories and I know the rhymes.
I know the Christmas carols all by heart. My skull's so full, it's tearing me apart.
As often as I've read them, something's wrong. So hard to put my bony finger on.
Or perhaps it's really not as deep. As I've been led to think.
Am I trying much too hard? Of course! I've been too close to see.
The answer's right in front of me. Right in front of me.
It's simple really, very clear. Like music drifting in the air.
Invisible, but everywhere. Just because I cannot see it.
Doesn't mean I can't believe it.
You know, I think this Christmas thing. It's not as tricky as it seems
And why should they have all the fun? It should belong to anyone.
Not anyone, in fact, but me. Why, I could make a Christmas tree.
And there's no reason I can find. I couldn't handle Christmas time.
I bet I could improve it too. And that's exactly what I'll do!