[personal profile] beanside
So, in the realm of Christmas songs, being that I'm pagan, I don't have many favorites. But there are two that I love, from some widely different sources. The first is by a Christian group (funny, huh?) called Point of Grace. It's off of Jim Brickman's Christmas album, "The Gift." They did a little song called "Hope is Born Again," which I've found is easily adapted to the pagan point of view as it is Christian.

But my all time favorite is from an old movie that almost no one remembers, much less likes. It's from the Robin Williams movie Toys, and it's in the movie at the very end.

This time of year is never the best for me. Be it holiday blues, or missing family and friends who are gone, or whatever, I always find it a time of joy and sorrow mixed. This is the only song I've ever found that speaks to me, to my experiences.


CLOSING OF THE YEAR

If I cannot bring you comfort
Then at least I bring you hope
For nothing is more precious
Than the time we have, and so

We all must learn from small misfortune
Count the blessings that are real
Let the Bells ring out for Christmas
At the closing of the year

Let the Bells Ring out for Christmas
At the closing of the year

(Children's choir - Bridge)
Up on the knees of a Sergeant Major
Ride through the woods with the wind in your hair
Silver bells on a stolen reindeer
As they race to the castle over there


(If I cannot bring you comfort)
(then at least I bring you hope)

Now all the winter bells are ringing
Hear them echo through the snow
And the children's voices singing
On the streets so far below

This is a time to be together
And the truth is somewhere here
within our love of people
At the closing of the year

(Second brige, sung by Seal)
We'll walk in the sun
With all of the faith
And all of the patience
All of the way
With all of us right
And all of us saying
"No one an island"
We'll fly in the arms of time
Walk in the waves, never fall
Don't fall...

(at the closing of the year...)

(Seal)

At the closing of the year

(If I cannot bring you comfort, then at least I bring you hope)

Then at least I bring you hope...

Happy holidays, whichever you celebrate, and may the warmth of friends and family fill your hearts and life for the season, and the coming year.

Date: 2011-12-25 06:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eponin10.livejournal.com
I've always loved that song, too. My husband introduced me to it. :). Happy holidays!

Date: 2011-12-25 07:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hammerhead22.livejournal.com
I actually own Toys:) That song is one of my favorites and I thank you for the reminder.

Happy Holidays!

Date: 2011-12-27 01:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] justsonya.livejournal.com
I love you both. Give each other a huge hug and kiss from me, and then get your asses down here for a visit.

Date: 2011-12-29 05:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aranya4.livejournal.com
Toys is an awesome movie. Probably the first one my son and I agreed on. Thanks for reminding me of that. Blessed Be.

Date: 2011-12-29 08:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scarab-dynasty.livejournal.com
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Date: 2011-12-30 10:30 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] fufaraw
The lyrics are wonderful. I'm not familiar with the song. I'll have to search for it somewhere I can listen to it.

I've always had a terrible time with the drawing-in of the year, losing the light. I was concerned about moving to PNW from NC *because* of the shorter winter daylight. But I've discovered that loving the terrain so much more isn't the only compensation; when we lose the leaves and the daylight, the birds come back. The bare branches are suddenly occupied by bald eagles, and they're active around the nests that sat empty all summer. The fields are scattered with small flocks of snow geese--in spring all the flocks will gather and take the air as one--an impressive breathtaking show, I can tell you now, having seen it twice. And across the bare and muddy fields are pairs and family groups, with a youngster or two in grey feathers, of swans. My breath still catches when I watch them flying overhead--mythic, legendary, magical figures out of stories and ballads.

So even while the light wanes, there's some joy and wonder in exchange. I don't know whether I keep the wheel of the year, or it keeps me. Peace.

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