I can feel the blackness coming
My Christmas ghost of past
Fake smiles all gone
I had it
No laughter
Gone the blast

No presents for a tree not cut
Or dinner for no guests
A lonely morning wakes for me
Just like it
All the rest

I wonder could I be more down
Would money make me laugh
Baa humbug to the happy crowd
A bottle comes
My drowning friend

And in my haze I call my mind
From times so long in past
When we all sat and laughed a lot
sang hymns from long ago
When we all wrote how good we'd been
The sack lay at our beds
The opening of the 4am
Woke parents from those zzzz's

This Christmas day my head all high
On smells from dinners feast
A place so full of papers ripped
No carpet at our feet
When grandad came with so much more we wooed
At grandmas smile
A time when all the family called
That was my Christmas smile

Now here I lay in bed I stay
My head been on the rocks
The house is
cold
All lonely now
The candles fizzed away
No cards just
dust
My memories
bust
It's just another day