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I wrote this back in 96 right before Christmas. I was going through some trying times. It has a strong message and it's a little catchy. Hell I don't know? You tell me!
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As I gaze across this old field of whiteness
I wonder where the years have gone
It's nearing Christmas yet I'm overwhelmed with sadness
For I have been away to long
Through the eyes of a child I want to see
The Holy birth of our Lord
It seems as though man has lost the true meaning
For all the money he can hoard
Families gather this time every year with gladness
To finely be home with there loved ones
I think back to a time not long ago of sadness
For I was lost and could not make it home
I wonder where the years have gone
It's nearing Christmas yet I'm overwhelmed with sadness
For I have been away to long
Through the eyes of a child I want to see
The Holy birth of our Lord
It seems as though man has lost the true meaning
For all the money he can hoard
Families gather this time every year with gladness
To finely be home with there loved ones
I think back to a time not long ago of sadness
For I was lost and could not make it home








































dajama
and very good vocal performance. I like the guitar riff. The vocal does seem a bit low in the mix - which is a pity, since it's an excellent performance. Nice work. Peace.