Lyrics:
The child inside grows fat with treats
But swaddling bands are TB sheets
Falls out the wrong side of bed
And through the wall
Yes
Drink
Drink your
the river when we were younger
We both promised each other we would always be together
The swaddling bands of our innocence and a veiled reality
Tricked us
swaddling Bands
Throughout all these Human Lands
Tools were made & Born were hands
Every Farmer Understands
Every Tear from Every Eye
Becomes a Babe in
to tell!"
Raising his eyes to the heavens
He prayed that God might guide his infant tongue
A cot for his pulpit, swaddling bands for robes
"Harken all you
And she is all of solid fire
And gems of gold, that none his hand
Dares stretch to touch her baby form
Or wrap her in his swaddling band
And from she he
my father's hand
Fighting against my swaddling bands
Bound and weary I thought best
To sulk upon my mother's breast
Und mit den Sängern in coro
Benedicamus Domino
God's son is born
As a child in Bethlehem
And lies in a little crib
Meanly wrapped in swaddling bands
CHORUS
Nicolas was born in answer to prayer
and leaping from his mother's womb he cried:
NICOLAS (BOY)
God be glorified!
CHORUS
Swaddling-bands
the nurse's hand
Striving against my swaddling bands
Bound and weary
In the secret shadow of his chamber: the youth shut up from
The lustful joy shall
Come down to the manger, see the little stranger
Wrapped in swaddling clothes, the prince of peace
The wheels start turning, torches start burning
Come down to the manger, see the little stranger
Wrapped in swaddling clothes, the prince of peace
The wheels start turning, torches start burning
Come down to the manger
See the little stranger
Wrapped in swaddling clothes
The prince of peace
The wheels start turning
Torches start burning
Come down to the manger, see the little stranger
Wrapped in swaddling clothes, the prince of peace
The wheels start turning, torches start burning
Come down to the manger, see the little stranger
Wrapped in swaddling clothes, the prince of peace
The wheels start turning, torches start burning
Come down to the manger, see the little stranger
Wrapped in swaddling clothes, the Prince of peace
Wheels start turning, torches start burning
Behold
Come down to the manger, see the little stranger
Wrapped in swaddling clothes, the prince of peace
The wheels start turning, torches start burning
Come down to the manger, see the little stranger
Wrapped in swaddling clothes, the prince of peace
The wheels start turning, torches start burning
Come down to the manger, see the little stranger
Wrapped in swaddling clothes, the prince of peace
The wheels start turning, torches start burning
Come down to the manger, see the little stranger
Wrapped in swaddling clothes, the prince of peace
The wheels start turning, torches start burning
Come down to the manger, see the little stranger
Wrapped in swaddling, glows the Prince of Peace
Wheels start turning, torches start burning
Come down to the manger, see the little stranger
Wrapped in swaddling clothes, the prince of peace
The wheels start turning, torches start burning
Come down to the manger, see the little stranger
Wrapped in swaddling clothes, the prince of peace
Wheels start turning, torches start burning
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