| SoundsThe summer sun comes down | |
| I can hardly see the window | |
| From here now | |
| Here and now | |
| The snowIn waves you'll never know | |
| Through this ever-changing midnight | |
| Just let it go | |
| Just let it go | |
| Hey, on this sacred, sun-rinsed day | |
| They'll sell our culture and | |
| They'll sell the ways, the blaming | |
| Standing still, we'll fall | |
| Burn this sadness from my soul, babe | |
| I guess that's all | |
| Fear and the sky begins to clear | |
| Through this ever-changing midnight | |
| Christmas cheer | |
| Christmas cheer |