Do You Fear What I Fear?

When we wake on Christmas Morning
Underworn and over-slept
We'll face the day we always have
With coy indifference

Our brows adorned with ornamental scorn
The same we've worn since we were kids
And how we'd sooner skip completely
December 24-26

But could it be were we to just believe
In virgin birth and Christmas cheer
Our holidays could all be bright and gay...
And not the way our parents fear

And so I'm offering this simple phrase
To which I hope we'll all adhere
To every faithless heart who lay in wait
We're taking Christmas back this year
We'll wake unafraid
And evade the obligations we've made
We'll take aim to reclaim
The final days
Of the calendar's page

Faith
Felt of feigned
Has no place
In our new Holiday

And what remains we will embrace
And celebrate
Each new escape we create

And just when our hearts threaten to distend
The season will end
And the New Year descend

But 'til then
I solemnly command
With out-stretched hand
Christmas, be ours again