Christmas Song

Although my goal is always to only write about things I adore and to focus on what I love, I can’t start this post off without telling you about something I don’t like.

I don’t like Dave Matthews Band.

I know, I know. Everybody loves Dave Matthews. Maybe this has something to do with why I don’t like them- I just have to be different. Who knows.

So despite my dislike of DMB, I am currently addicted to this song. It popped up on my Sufjan Stevens Christmas Pandora Station this week, and I was instantly hooked. To me, the biggest thing  that makes good music is lyrics that allow you to see the world in a different way; that express something you wish you had the words to express. And this song totally does it.

It’s so beautiful. I love the simplicity of the imagery of Mary and Joseph, the beauty of what communion is, and the overarching “love, love, love….” It gives me chills.

She was his girl; he was her boyfriend
She’d be his wife; make him her husband
A surprise on the way, any day, any day
One healthy little giggling dribbling baby boy
The wise men came, three made their way
To shower him with love
While he lay in the hay
Shower him with love love love
Love love love
Love love was all around

Not very much of his childhood was known
Kept his mother Mary worried
Always out on his own
He met another Mary who for a reasonable fee, less than
Reputable as known to be
His heart was full of love love love
Love love love
Love love was all around

When Jesus Christ was nailed to the his tree
Said "oh, Daddy-o I can see how it all soon will be
I came to shed a little light on this darkening scene
Instead I fear I spill the blood of our children all around"
The blood of our children all around
The blood of our children all around
The blood of our children’s all around

So I’m told, the story goes
The people he knew were
Less than golden hearted
Gamblers and robbers
Drinkers and jokers, all soul searchers
Like you and me, like you and me
Rumors insisted he soon would be
For his deviations
Taken into custody by the authorities
Less informed than he
Drinkers and jokers, all soul searchers
Searching for love love love
Love love love
Love love was all around

Preparations were made
For his celebration day
He said "eat this bread and think of it as me
Drink this wine and dream it will be
The blood of our children all around
The blood of our children all around"
The blood of our children all around

Father up above, why in all this anger have you fill
Me up with love
Fill me love love love
Love love love
Love love
And the blood of our children all around

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