Song | Kindle a Flame In Her Heart |
Artist | Los Campesinos! |
Album | A Los Campesinos! Christmas |
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"HARK!" the herald angels sing, "the boy's a cherub, let him be". | |
And you harmonised more beautifully than they could. | |
At 8 years old I played the role of Gabriel dressed head to toe, | |
In white denim though with less optimistic foresight. | |
Your lips land lightly, like Robin Redbreast's feet in the snow, | |
I hold you tightly like your halo's lined with mistletoe. | |
Thawing my heart like morning frost, falling under my feet. | |
Oh silent night, oh lonely week | |
Merry Christmas | |
I wish you were here | |
Merry Christmas | |
Maybe 5, 10, 15, 20 years. | |
Kindle a flame in her heart, | |
Kindle a flame. | |
You've got to untie me from these bows, | |
Wrap your arms around me like swaddling clothes. | |
On the sixteenth day I opened up the window, | |
Found a lump of coal and rammed it down my stupid, greedy throat. | |
On the seventeenth you came around, my tiny teeth had been ground down, | |
But then you turned them back to smiles with just one kiss, | |
Now listen to this… |
" HARK!" the herald angels sing, " the boy' s a cherub, let him be". | |
And you harmonised more beautifully than they could. | |
At 8 years old I played the role of Gabriel dressed head to toe, | |
In white denim though with less optimistic foresight. | |
Your lips land lightly, like Robin Redbreast' s feet in the snow, | |
I hold you tightly like your halo' s lined with mistletoe. | |
Thawing my heart like morning frost, falling under my feet. | |
Oh silent night, oh lonely week | |
Merry Christmas | |
I wish you were here | |
Merry Christmas | |
Maybe 5, 10, 15, 20 years. | |
Kindle a flame in her heart, | |
Kindle a flame. | |
You' ve got to untie me from these bows, | |
Wrap your arms around me like swaddling clothes. | |
On the sixteenth day I opened up the window, | |
Found a lump of coal and rammed it down my stupid, greedy throat. | |
On the seventeenth you came around, my tiny teeth had been ground down, | |
But then you turned them back to smiles with just one kiss, | |
Now listen to this |
" HARK!" the herald angels sing, " the boy' s a cherub, let him be". | |
And you harmonised more beautifully than they could. | |
At 8 years old I played the role of Gabriel dressed head to toe, | |
In white denim though with less optimistic foresight. | |
Your lips land lightly, like Robin Redbreast' s feet in the snow, | |
I hold you tightly like your halo' s lined with mistletoe. | |
Thawing my heart like morning frost, falling under my feet. | |
Oh silent night, oh lonely week | |
Merry Christmas | |
I wish you were here | |
Merry Christmas | |
Maybe 5, 10, 15, 20 years. | |
Kindle a flame in her heart, | |
Kindle a flame. | |
You' ve got to untie me from these bows, | |
Wrap your arms around me like swaddling clothes. | |
On the sixteenth day I opened up the window, | |
Found a lump of coal and rammed it down my stupid, greedy throat. | |
On the seventeenth you came around, my tiny teeth had been ground down, | |
But then you turned them back to smiles with just one kiss, | |
Now listen to this |