Forgive us all
We've sold your namehung you high in red and shame
Cities sleep with sirens low
Snowflakes fall like ash and woe
The corner of a liquor store
A beggar prays for something more
On a dark and lonely floor
He's rich yet we are poor
Jesus, where'd you go this time
We lit the tree but dimmed your light
Wrap your name in tinsel lies
On this holy night
Your name's become
A market scheme
Greed within
A thousand dreams
Midnight mass with empty pews
Ghosts of hymns
We rarely use
No room for you in hearts or homes
As we keep scrolling through our phones
In silence, after cheer
I know that you're still near
Jesus, where'd you go this time?
We lit the tree but dimmed your light
Wrapped your name in tinsel lies
On this holy night
Jesus, where'd you go this time?
We lit the tree but dimmed your light
Wrapped your name in tinsel lies
On this holy night
